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4.7

[A Glance Away.]

I closed my phone, staring blankly at the ceiling above me. Today, the boys went to an award show—AAA I think? But they didn't tell me. To put it lightly, there were other makeup artists to help, according to our manager. But I even saw with my own eyes that the others walked out sneakily, hoping not to be caught by me. It's quite obvious that the manager just doesn't want me to do anything anymore. No more trouble.

I jumped off my bed, eating the same protein bar I gave to Vernon. And for some odd reason, they don't have peanuts!

Maybe I should go somewhere to ease my mind. It's been really tough these past few weeks.

Minghao was fighting all those dating rumors, Mingyu, Woozi, and Joshua have been extremely wary around me, and most of the other boys didn't even bother to talk to me. I guess I understand, though.

The only people that backed me up were Vernon, Hoshi and Wonwoo. It's surprising, since Vernon didn't suspect me at all, even if I did cause him to have that allergic reaction. But it's even more surprising that Jun didn't even bother backing me up, or helping me, or anything! When the manager told me I couldn't go to the award show, the only ones who argued back were those three. But Jun just sat there as if he didn't care, fidgeting with his ring like always. If only he knew that that ring was from me.

The past two weeks, he didn't even try to look in my direction. He's been completely ignoring me. No doubt that this is because of Liang Wei.

Damn, those thoughts almost got me tearing up. Here comes an impulsive decision. Let's go to an internet cafe, finally let our mind settle.

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I leaned on the counter to order a latte. They've now become once-in-a-while drinks. I only buy them when I think that I really need it. And in this case, I really need it.

"Oh? I swear I just had my wallet a second ago!" I shouted while emptying my pockets. "Maybe check the area where you were sitting?" The cashier suggested. I gave him a nod before running toward the desktop I sat at.

I crawled beneath the desk, searching desperately for my wallet. "God, where'd you go?" I lifted my head up to get up, completely forgetting about the table above.

Pang!

"Are you okay?!" A voice shouted above me while helping me get up. I whined while rubbing the back of my head. "How stupid can I-" The person stared directly at me, as if they had seen a ghost. I returned the stare, but not for the reason he thought.

"Joshua?" His eyes looked like he hadn't slept in years, yet he was still quite recognizable. But as soon as I said his name, he quickly dropped me back onto the floor. Ouch.

"Hey! Make up your mind before helping a girl instead of dropping her mid-way!" I snapped while brushing off my shirt. "Are you trying to be funny?" He kept his eyes directly at the screen in front of him. "I- No? I mean- I don't think so-"

Isn't he supposed to be at the award show right now? What's going on?

"But, what're you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at the award show?" I interrogated, still looking for my wallet. He remained silent, which flipped something in my head. Usually, I'm patient. If someone gives me silence as an answer, I won't force them to answer me. But this time, something urged me to find out why.

I gave him a poke on the shoulder. "I asked you something, aren't you going to answer?" I bothered him, in which he inhaled sharply. "Aren't you going to shut up?" He clicked on his mouse aggressively. I grabbed it out of his hand, looking him directly in the eyes. What am I doing?