Chapter Twelve: Taeyong

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Sena POV

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Sena POV

It's been a week since everything happened. From me leaving the project, joining once again, Ten telling us about his dark past, and then Ten and I confessing to each other. I get butterflies just thinking about our kiss. We haven't spoken about that because Ten never showed up to school for the rest of the week. I'm surprisingly willing to wait for him after graduation... assuming he still likes me by then.

We have a meeting after school today and I'm really hoping that I don't make things awkward. I'm also a little nervous about the project. I'm not sure how the others really feel about Ten lying to them about his true intentions. I know they agreed with me, that it didn't matter but I think they didn't want put more gas into the fire. I don't know.

We're just going to have to find out in the meeting. I continued walking in the hall when I felt a cold hand on the back of my neck. I turned around and see Ten with the brightest smile.

"What is up, Pigtails?" Ten did a little wave. "Where you headed?"

Yup, back to normal.

"Gym, where you haven't been." I replied back as we both walked together. "Where have you been all last week?"

"I went to Thailand... I wanted to go to the cemetery." Ten answered with his hands in his front pockets. "I just felt like... seeing them. My friends and brother..."

"Oh, I see." I nod my head. "How was it? If you don't mind me asking," I asked.

"It was good, it was a much needed visit." Ten said, smiling at me before opening the gym door for us. "So, you ready for the meeting after school?"

"Yeah," I walked into the gym. "Why are you calling a meeting?"

"To have a discussion about me, of course," Ten sighs, walking behind me. "I think I owe everyone an apology for looking so pathetic in front of them. Plus I spilled my whole life story and just left."

I grab his shoulder. "Hey," I narrow my brows at him. "You don't need to apologize for anything."

"I do because as the leader I shouldn't be... looking like some sad pathetic shit. Regardless on how crazy you guy are as well. I especially don't want my past to be the thing that defines me so I think looking strong by apologizing will help."

"Ten, you shouldn't care." I fold my arms. "We don't care if you looked pathetic or not because-"

"My past is depressing?" Ten cuts in. "See this is exactly how I don't want the others to see me as. I have to apologize and be strong. I owe it to all of you."

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