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i laced my fingers through the loop hole of the fragile paper bag, my gaze kept on your unfamiliar face as you stared back.
"i'm guessing you aren't mr. kim?" you asked, lips pulled back into a smile as you raised your hand to the back of your neck.
i remember how i stared at you, thin brows furrowed and lips pursed. my grip on the plastic bag tightened, and i nodded, almost sheepishly.
i remember the way your hair was pushed to the side almost perfectly; a color of crimson red.
"no. i'm his daughter," i sighed softly, heart quickening at the sight of your perfectly shaped lips tugging back into a smile.
"ah. kim taeyeon?"
i nodded again.
"nice to meet you. i'm baekhyun."
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if i could back to the beginning, would i push you away?
