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"Your kidding me?" He gasped. "Did you call the police?" Kyungsoo cried. I sat silent and simply shook my head. He seamed shocked and confused. I stood and grabbed his old cell phone showing him the picture I took of the men. He seamed unsettled.  As would anybody, after learning people broke into their home. 

"Uh," He shook off his thoughts looking up to me as I stood over him. "Were you hurt?" Again I just shook my head. "I have a call to make." He stood heading into the next room. I watched over my shoulder as he escaped my view. A sigh left my lips as I shoved my hands in my pocket. 

This was a problem indeed. The men saw my face, one knew who I was. They might go to the police, with a lie of how they came upon me of coarse. And nobody who knows the true me, will ever believe a word that cone from my mouth. 

I waited for Kyungsoo to go to sleep before moving out. 

Kyungsoo can't know. 

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