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The night of celebration had been a whirlwind, and as the morning sun filtered through the curtains, both Taesan and Leehan woke up with pounding headaches. The remnants of their party lay scattered around the apartment, a testament to the previous night's festivities.

Leehan's parents had stayed the night, and as they gathered in the kitchen for breakfast, they began to ask questions about Taesan.
Who came over again as Leehan called him in the morning that his parents to do a breakfast with him

"So, Taesan," Leehan's mother began, her eyes twinkling with curiosity. "How did you and Leehan become friends?"

Taesan smiled, trying to ignore the throbbing in his head. "We met in class and started working on projects together. We've been through a lot, and it's brought us closer."

Leehan's father nodded approvingly. "It's good to have friends who support you. Leehan has told us how much you've helped him."

Taesan glanced at Leehan, who gave him a small, grateful smile. "He's helped me just as much," Taesan replied.

After breakfast, Taesan excused himself to head back to his apartment. "Thank you for having me, Mr. and Mrs. Kim. It was a pleasure meeting you."

Leehan walked him to the door, a look of gratitude in his eyes. "I'll see you at college," he said softly.

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Later that morning, Taesan and Leehan met at college, both still feeling the effects of their hangovers. The atmosphere between them was awkward, the memory of their almost-kiss hanging in the air.

Leehan was the first to break the silence. "Taesan, about last night... I'm sorry if I made things weird."

Taesan shook his head, a small smile playing on his lips. "You didn't. But we need to talk."

He grabbed Leehan's hand and pulled him into an empty classroom, closing the door behind them. The room was dimly lit, the only sound the faint hum of the air conditioning.

Taesan cornered Leehan, their faces inches apart. "Leehan, I..." He hesitated, his heart pounding. He wanted to kiss him, but he stopped himself, pulling back at the last moment.

Leehan looked confused, his eyes searching Taesan's. "What is it, Taesan?"

Taesan sighed, gently patting Leehan's head. "We should get to class. We'll talk later."

Leehan nodded, still puzzled, and they headed to their lecture. Throughout the class, Taesan couldn't shake the feeling of regret and longing. He knew he had to sort out his feelings, but he didn't want to rush things.

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After class, they overheard students talking about them.

"Did you hear? Taesan and Leehan might be dating. They make such a cute pair."

"Yeah, and I heard Leehan is actually a really nice guy. Maybe we were wrong about him."

The rumors had shifted, and people were starting to see Leehan in a new light. Taesan felt a sense of relief, knowing that their efforts were paying off.

Later that day, Leehan approached Taesan with a hopeful look. "Hey, do you want to come over to my place? I got a new game, and I thought we could play it together."

Taesan smiled, feeling a warmth spread through him. "I'd love to."

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As they walked to Leehan's apartment, the tension between them eased, replaced by a comfortable camaraderie. They spent the evening playing the new game, laughing and teasing each other, the bond between them growing stronger with each passing moment.

And as the night wore on, Taesan couldn't help but feel that, despite the challenges they had faced, they were exactly where they were meant to be.

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