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The week went by normal, nothing to worry about, everyday the same lectures. Life getting boring again... Y/N was happy for this... She don’t want another drama to happen- Or so she thought. It was Saturday, Taesan did not contacted her. She called him and texted him, he did not contacted. On Sunday, it was the same. No signs of Taesan which was weird. He always texts her, even if he is busy he texts her and informs her. She was worried for him, while getting ready on Monday. She sighed as she packed her lunch and went to school. She went to her class and placed the bag on her seat and glances at Taesan’s chair, he is absent. ‘I should visit him’ As soon as she thought that, Taesan entered the class and walked to his seat, dropping his bag on the ground and resting his head on the table. He always do this but this time... She got up from her seat and walked to him, “Taesan...?”. He looked up at her, his lip had a cut, above his eyebrows there was bandage. His hand was covered in bandages, and he limped his way to his seat. Her eyes widened, she was scared... Scared he might do the same... She didn’t know when she fell to her knees, but Taesan came and placed his hands on her shoulders and smiled with the wounded lips, “I’m fine don’t worry”. He patted her head. He was smiling but she shook her head... Liar, Liar, Liar . He is not fine... He’s a liar.
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