addicted ↭ kth ; jjg

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[jjg]

"Aren't you a little pathetic to be living with us? For someone we don't know, I think you should be flying back to where you came from," says a boy with this jet black hair and a slightly long face.

Everything is just becoming more confusing. If I've met them before as enemies then why would Orange make me stay? And if I've been friends with them before then why is everyone acting so cold towards me? I really can't decipher what seem to be my connection with these guys. Everything is a complete blur to me. "Maybe I'm trying to find myself."

"I do not know anything about you so go wander around until you find someone that would remind you of something."

Sungjae has always been there for me. He should've at least given me a clue of where to start finding. But just stepping into this place gives me a set of emotions, so I'm assuming I came to the right place—but maybe not the right people.

"Finding yourself? What are you talking about?" He laughs until he's contented enough. "Look, what you are right now is you. And he isn't even pleased at all to see you."

He stood beside me, his hands inside his pockets, emotionless still. He does not bump into me when he can, walking away whenever he sees me. But this time, I ran after him and turned him around to look at me as I kept a tight grip on his wrist. "What do you want?"

"Why are you like this? I can tell by your eyes that you know me well enough. Why do you act so cold? You're the one who invited me here yet you're ignoring me."

He smiles, but not sincerely, and plays with the ring on his middle finger. "You're just not the Jeon Jeongguk I know."

I'm not the Jeon Jeongguk he knows. Just a few words and it hurts me so much. So he really "knew" me.

He laughs again and it's a bit deafening and irritating. "You don't know yourself. What more about him?"

"So what are you trying to say here? Get to the point. I hate wasting my time for someone like you."

He attacks my neck with his big hand, digging his nails slightly deep. He stares at me furiously with those dark green orbs that I would never find scary at all. "The past is done and he's never coming back to you."

"Let's see about that." I've got a whole lot of confidence in me as I said that, because I am determined on knowing and bringing back what used to be mine. "If this is a test then I'm probably not failing."

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The way he stares intensely at my neck which seemed to be oozing out with my own blood is already an accomplishment for me. Weakness found.

My grin widening as he steps closer, his hand already reaching out, and I found myself tilting my head even more. His slender hands that sent shivers down my spine as he touches my neck, and his beautiful lips reaching down for it, I felt a stinging sensation and I went for a sharp intake of breath, not at all used to the feeling of my energy being sucked out.

I grazed my nose and lips on his neck and exhaled out. The sweet smell of his sweat sticks into my nose and I lightly kiss the spot with a cute mole on his skin. But the sparks that I've been getting all this time soon went off when he harshly pushed me away, my head hitting the wall. And he walks away with blood stains on his lips and mostly on his jawline.

I scratched his bite and wiped all the blood off. "This will probably be gone by tomorrow and I should get one again."

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