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After what seemed like a whole hour, San left his room with a wandering mind and was immediately faced with Wooyoung's wondering eyes. When their gaze met, he tilted his head curiously and looked up at him with big eyes. San shifted under his gaze not knowing what his next moves should be.

How was he supposed to act around Wooyoung now? What even was the situation between them?

San was good at reading people whether it was to guess if they were trying to fool him and take advantage of him or their intentions were good. When he was left alone in a big world at a young age, he learned how to build walls and honestly it was better to just not build any kind of relationships instead of working on it and communicate with each other. It only caused problems and left him struggling, because he just couldn't read someone's emotions.

Intentions and emotions were different, right? So why did he fail at both with Wooyoung? He couldn't see what Wooyoung was up to nor could he read the emotions going through Wooyoung when he looked into his dark eyes.

Normally, San would back out immediately. He wasn't ready to deal with any emotions and it worked so well, at least that's what he thought, until now. With Wooyoung, he felt like he was running in a dark forest, trying to escape the darkness, but also wondering what laid in the unknown, behind all the mist. Deep down there was this curiosity he had about Wooyoung and when he looked away and escaped into the kitchen, he knew this couldn't continue like this.

His suspicions were only confirmed after the things Yeosang said, and even though he couldn't judge from just one side of the story, he trusted Yeosang with his whole life. He had to do a proper research about his background to be sure about him and somehow it didn't feel right to him, but he pushed that thought away.

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Wooyoung was once again left on the couch wondering about the things that happened. After he had woken up he was taken aback by meeting Yeosang's cold eyes. He did know after seeing the picture of San with Yeosang in his room that they knew each other, very close at that, too. But he didn't expect to see him after fainting in... well San's arms.

Wooyoung glanced away from the place San had been standing just a moment ago before escaping into the kitchen, uncomfortable at the thought. Yeosang still sat there keeping a very serious look on his face after what seemed like a very serious talk with San and Wooyoung wondered what they had been talking about for so long. He was sure that it had been about him, and it definitely wasn't anything positive judging by their faces.

The thought made him shift uncomfortably on his seat and he hoped San would hurry up and come back here, because being in the same room as Yeosang alone was suffocating. The memories were constantly rushing through his head, memories he didn't want to remember.

He did feel guilty to have ended his friendship with Yeosang so harshly after his father died, but he knew he wouldn't do him any good by keeping him by his side. If he was going to take revenge, he didn't want a friend by his side that could possibly stop him from doing anything stupid. He knew Yeosang would have stopped him because he was a good friend. He had a heart of gold and knowing that San had someone like him by his side until now made him feel better somehow. But Yeosang didn't seem to have taken the distance he put between them very well, judging by the glares he was sending Wooyoung the whole time until San arrived.

Wooyoung glanced up at him again for the tenth time for the day. This time it seemed to have bothered Yeosang and he sighed loudly.

"Just say it instead of silently staring at me," he snapped at him and when their eyes met Wooyoung's breath hitched. Looking at him made the memories rush back to him again. He nervously played with his fingers and his eyes couldn't hold his any longer. Yeosang seemed to have noticed his behavior and raised his eyebrows at that.