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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗧𝗪𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗬-𝗙𝗢𝗨𝗥─◌✰್ 𝗍𝗈❝𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂, 𝗺𝘆 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗿

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗧𝗪𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗬-𝗙𝗢𝗨𝗥
─◌✰್ 𝗍𝗈
❝𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂, 𝗺𝘆 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗿. 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴?❞









"Now, for the next game, you will be participating in a treasure hunt!" Yeonjun stood at the head of the breakfast table as everyone finished eating

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"Now, for the next game, you will be participating in a treasure hunt!" Yeonjun stood at the head of the breakfast table as everyone finished eating. "But this game will not be one-on-one. You will all be paired up with someone else. And the winning team will go on a date together."

"How will the teams be chosen?" Robin asked as she pushed her empty plate away.

Yeonjun nodded to the countess, before revealing a bowl, seemingly from nowhere. "In this bowl are eight different-colored sticks. Those with matching sticks are partners. Please wait until everyone has chosen theirs to share which one you got."

He handed the bowl to Chris, who was sitting at the head of the table.

"Now," Yeonjun continued as everyone chose their stick, "during this game you will begin to discover if you are compatible with the person you are paired up with. If you realize you are not compatible, you do not have to try and win the treasure hunt. If the two of you come to an agreement before the end of the game that you would not like to go on a date, you can find me, and forfeit. If there are no couples who would like to go on a date together, I will choose a random couple to go instead."

Minho stifled a yawn. He'd gotten all of three hours of sleep last night. His head had continued reeling long after his encounter with you.

Had the two of you really almost kissed? Or, at the very least, had a moment? Back in school, even a week ago, he ever thought in his wildest dreams he would see you as anything but a (slightly annoying) friend. But now, he couldn't fathom anything else. He wasn't sure what it was, but this mansion was changing the both of you, changing him.

"Now, you may all share which sticks you chose, and then sit next to your partner." Yeonjun's voice interrupted Minho's sleep-deprived thoughts, and he opened his hand to see which color stick he'd drawn.

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