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I finally noticed after a minute or two that I was still holding your arm. I wanted to let go, but my heart says to never do so.

But finally, I did. I let go of your arm, clearing my throat as soon as awkwardness sat in between us.

"J-Jisoo?" You say. God, I would die if he calls me by my name again.

I avert my gaze from your eyes. "Yeah?"

"I... uh," you mumble as I notice your fumbling hands. "Your place. 8pm. Can I help you finish unpacking?"

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