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     "the more i talk to you, the less i know."

     seokjin looked down, eyebrows furrowed. "isn't that why you talk to people?"     

     "but i don't know about you. you're different."

     "you don't even know me."

     "seokjin, the same guy who was rude to me at my first day, the guy who i had to buy a latte for. who somehow rejects his cute love for pink and lives in an apartment with a guy named kim taehyung.

     "the guy who i see in school wherever i go, who stalked my bored routine, who looks relaxed when the rain pours. the guy who doesn't mind getting his slacks wet, just so he can get my stockings spotted.

     "but i don't know your passions, your thrive, how you live with life," he looked up the sky - it was gloomy, like how she thinks seokjin is. "it feels as if you're incomplete. like you don't want to wake up in the morning."

     "how?"

     "i don't know. maybe we'll find out."

     "maybe, someday. we're still young."

     "yeah, we should be young enough."

     seokjin looked up again, seeing the birds tattoo the sky as the shade turns hotter.

     "what a nice orange..."

     "yeah," he lied.

     

// in commemoration of the EXO comeback, updating two chapters of mi books each ( except for my imagines tho... TT - TT ) this doesn't even concern EXO what am i doing x"P

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