Hypersensitive - LGL

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weeks passed, and things didn't get much better. kuan lin had a week left until the bet was over, his ego wasn't completely washed away. he was still determined to win, but how exactly was he going to do that when the one and only girl he was after hated him?

kuan lin harshly stabbed the meat on his plate, as his father glared at him from across the table. "what has been going on with you recently?" his sister, placed a hand on his wrist.

"nothing." he mumbles, standing up to dispose of his dirty dishes. as he made his way up to his room, he did his best to mask out the calls of his father.

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