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His roommate spewed chocolate milk out of his nose when he asked him how he decided if that certain feeling was love or simple attraction.

You? Lyh? In love? Well that's just ridiculous. 

He rubbed the back of his neck and said he thought so too.

Who is she? Who is this person? Who made you live again?

He told his roommate not to be dramatic and said he was never dead, so what did he meant by live again?

You might not be dead, but you certainly don't act like the living. You don't socialize and at first I thought it was because you were shy, but now . . .

Now what? he asked, as his roommate paused for an entire minute.

You don't think very much of yourself, do you?

He was surprised. 

He said, why should I?

You do know you're good looking, helpful, kind, musically talented and I am absolutely flabbergasted that you still don't have a girlfriend?

He rolled his eyes but inwardly chuckled. 

This was why he was so grateful to his roommate. YC always knew just what to say when he needed to hear it. 

Even if it meant lying through his teeth.

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