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I looked down to see you pulling the side of my sweater, near my waist. The heat from your body radiated towards mine. It was absolutely freezing and wearing three layers of fur coats wouldn't help but you; a boy with the most absurd name of Bambam who loved the color blue was enough to make me feel heated up.

My cheeks were on fire. I cleared my throat as I continued. "How do you say "no" in your language? because I told you that I need this specific power bank in English once. Since you're not understanding, maybe I should say it in a language you can understand." I looked back down to where you were clenching my sweater.

Mark burst out laughing.

"Wait. What's your name?"

"Y/N."

"Y/N, I'm sorry on behalf of him." He said between breaths, tired from laughing.

"Thanks Mark," I replied politely. "But I need the powerbank."

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