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One, two, three...twenty...twenty-eight... and they lost track again. Was counting stars always this hard?
"I give up," Chan huffed, looking away from the night sky.
A smirk made its way to Minho's lips. "Quitter," he muttered, rolling his eyes.
Chan scoffed. "How dare you? Ouch." He shook his head, playfully disappointed. "Alright, fine then. You count them and tell me how many they are."
Minho nodded. "Okay."
"Okay?"
"Yes. Okay." He smiled.
"Okay...how many are there?"
"One."
Chan furrowed his eyebrows. "What? All those stars in the sky and you say just...one?"
Minho nodded, confident with his answer. "Yes. Just one. You want to know why?"
"Why?"
"Well, because all the stars you were talking about are fake. They're cheats...copycats. The only real star here is..." Minho's voice trailed as he moved his finger around, pointing at the stars in the sky, scanning through them for the real star.
"You." Suddenly bringing his finger to Chan's nose and poking it, Minho giggled.
Chan's eyes widened. "Me?"
"Yes, you. You're the real star."
Chan rolled his eyes. "You're so lame, I hate you."
