#7 - Being Real, My 'Home'

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Dokja found his 'home.

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Don't forget to FOLLOW, VOTE and COMMENT~♡

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Don't forget to FOLLOW, VOTE and COMMENT~♡

Don't forget to FOLLOW, VOTE and COMMENT~♡

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[Cale Henituse's POV]

He had never woken up feeling this fresh since coming to this new world.

Under Lee Hyunsung's watchful eye, the red-haired man woke up, yawning as his arms spread in the air above him.

Faintly, Hyunsung's laughter and a hand ruffling the red haired head could be heard.

"Sleep well, Cale-ya?" Nodding, Cale even smiled absentmindedly.

How could he not have slept well? Imagine, he had been fighting against the White Star, had stabbed himself and then unceremoniously ventured into this world, which was apparently in the middle of an apocalypse filled with monsters and even the cost of living depended on coins. That was not all! A bunch of strange people were present as well, all either wanting to beat him up or protect him.

Anyway... Cale had had no time to rest, neither in his world nor in this world.

Now, popping two slices of apple pie in his hand, Cale started off by eating his favorite pastry, earning himself a laugh from Hyunsung once again.

"Aigooo, our dongsaeng is so cute."

"I slept well, Hyunsung-hyungnim." Like a proud father whose son managed to take a nap, Hyunsung nodded.

"Ah yes, how many hours did I sleep?" The elder then glanced at his watch.

"It's been almost 3 hours. You rested well, Cale-ya." Nodding proudly to himself, Cale returned to eating his apple pie.

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