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방법 | Method
I called you for quite a long time. Averting my eyes, it was just a short greeting. You act like a wifi that always disconnects. Maybe you're just like that. I hate to admit it, honestly.
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"B-Beomgyu?!" This guy can do whatever it takes for him just so I could believe him. Don't tell me Miss. Jiwoo is going to give my phone back and take his phone away. Can his plan really work out?
"Weren't you trying to find the killer? It's hard without the ability of your phone." Beomgyu whispered, his index finger on his lips indicating me to keep quiet and go along.
"Miss, I was the one who interrupted Dasom with my messages. It's my fault not hers!" Beomgyu confessed making miss Jiwoo even more furious.
"He's just messing around! Don't believe him!" I admitted, not wanting his phone to be taken away too.
"Enough, Leave both of them here! Come pick them up after midterms!" Miss Jiwoo went back to her work while ignoring our whole existence.
"I knew that would happen." I muttered under my breath earning a 'huh?' from Beomgyu as he huffed.
"I wanted to help....but I'm sorry I screwed up.... sorry." Beomgyu followed me out of the teacher's room apologising constantly.
"I should be the one apologising Beomgyu. My attitude towards you was really bad...." I sighed as I turned to look at him directly.
"No no it's not your fault. I didn't consider your feelings. That's why." He argued back and I couldn't reply to him with anything. We sat on the bench and I was staring at my shoes in embarrassment for how I acted earlier. I literally lost my phone which means that I lost my ability too? So I'm really helpless now.
"Don't give up, there's always a way." Beomgyu quoted while patting my shoulder.
"But how will I investigate without my phone now?" I leaned back on the bench as all my hopes turned down.
"Can I still ask for your help. You... why do you want to help me?" I questioned out of the blue making him shocked to think of an answer.
"If I tell you that I wanted to be a hero, would you think it's dumb?" He asked, turning to face me directly.
"Yes."
"That's too frank of an answer!" He whined making me laugh. "There's a reason actually." He added shortly after.
