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"Hello!"
Dohwa squinted at the device in his hands, unable to recognise the foreign voice that had just greeted him.
"...Hi? Who's this?"
"Kai!" An excited squeal, piercing deep inside the boy's eardrums. "You sound more like a man now. I can't believe you're all grown up already." A wistful exhale. Very melancholic. "Anyway. When will you come back to Seoul?"
There was a girl on the other end. Perhaps, it was someone who had dug through her connections to get his number. That had happened on multiple occasions, as much as he hated to admit it.
"I'm not Kai. This is the wrong number."
A pause evolved. "Oh come on. Do you take me for an idiot, you brat?"
"...Excuse me? Do you even know who you're speaking to?"
"The same old 157 cm tall Kai Hwang. The pipsqueak who left the city saying he'd stay in touch. Who else? I'm only sixteen, asshole! My memory is still intact!"
"Asshole? How unladylike." Dohwa scrunched up his nose. "Go with something better— like an abominable piece of shit."
"Thanks." The girl muttered. "You abominable piece of shit."
"Hey! All your insults are being transferred to the wrong person, y'know? I'm not Kai."
