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And even though his deep voice gives you goosebumps, you ignore him. You're tired. So tired.

"The night just stared, YN. don't be so sulky. I hate seeing you like this" He continues to say, his hand now on your arm and you hate it so much. You hate his body touching yours or the way he talks like he cares, like he's being sincere. "This is a new beginning for us. For all of us."

This time you look up, slowly. A small mocking smile adorning your lips.

"There is no us."

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