Hypersensitive - LGL

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"what the fuck did you do?" kuan lin slammed his fist against the wall of the janitors closet him and song ahra were in. a couple more tears rolled down ahra's cheeks as she explained.

"i told my best friend, but i didn't expect her to tell everyone." she cracked sobs between her words. kuan lin sighed, it had been three days. "do you see this?" kuan lin pulled his turtleneck over his head to expose all the fading hickeys. "it was tough enough to hide this but you've made it even harder." he slams his palm on the wall behind ahra.

light broke into the dark room, kuan lin jumped back, away from song ahra, so the person wouldn't get the wrong idea.

but as soon as his eyes adjusted to the light, he realized it was saejin standing there. her eyes trailed between him and song ahra, then down his chin to his neck. her eyes stopping to stare at the marks left for her to see. snapping out of her trance when kuan lin spoke softly, "saejin."

"i just needed the mop, there's a leakage in our classroom." she clears her throat, reaching for the mop, speed walking away as the boy threw his turtle neck on, calling after her.

stopping in his tracks, noticing her wave her hand in the air, telling him to let it be.

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