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CHANCE

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CHANCE

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𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒑𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒐𝒃𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏









    ❛❛ HELLO... CIRCLE 001, ❜❜ (Y/N) SAID, making the man look up from his task of handing out food and drinks, unknown to her swallowing thickly at her very presence. "I missed you... with everything going on, I haven't had the chance to speak with you, and that saddens me."

    "Player 457..." he trailed off in a low whisper, she once more having been the last one in line.

    "You can call me by name," she tilted her head as she took the offered potato and water. "I know you know it. What I don't know? Your name."

    "You don't need to know it."

    "I would like to."

    He stared long and hard into her one eye even though she couldn't see his, his jaw working the longer he did so since he felt himself falling under her spells. He didn't understand how she was still able to recognize him and still want to converse with him, letting out a sight since he knew that he had lost the moment he allowed himself to be caught up in her situation.

    "Shin Ye-jun..." he mumbled so that no one else but her could hear him.

    "I see..." she smiled while cupping his mask, something that ended quickly due to him suddenly jerking back in surprise. "...I'm glad you told me. It makes me happy."

    "I-It does?"

    "Yes... it makes me want to get to know you more."

    Ye-jun could only stutter at that, his face underneath his mask heating up so hot that he was sure it was burning to the touch. Even though he knew that she was probably just saying that in hopes of being able to use him, he so badly wanted her words to be true that he ignored all warnings going off in his head.

He wanted her.

He desired her.

No matter how many times he only saw her in passing since she was too busy to give him the time of day, he still craved her.

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