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clare is calling you.

"hello, noona?"

"taevi, i want you to do something for me."

"what is it noona?"

"i want you to hurt cielo."

"..."

"i promised that i won't hurt her anymore, noona."

"promises are meant to broken. now go get your ass up, and do something that will get rid of her."

"i don't want to."

"woooow."

"you're now disobeying noona, hmm?"

"why?"

"is it because...you still love her?"

"you still want to claim her just to get in her pants, right?"

"no!"

"so you obviously don't want to hurt her just to claim her again. am i right, taevi?"

"you are damn wrong about me, clare. i respect cielo."

"respect? psh. why does she need respect if I'M the one whom you should be respecting?"

"you're just my bestfriend, clare. stop this. and what do you really want to do with cielo? what did she do to you?"

"what did she do to me? she just stole my ex-boyfriend!"

"that's it? you broke up with him, right? guess who's loss it is right now."

"oh so you're fighting back now, huh?"

"whatever, taevi. you're useless. i'll guess i'll just have to harm her on my own."

"wait, clare! you can'tㅡ!"

call ended.

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