Hypersensitive - LGL

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"hey," kuan lin smiled at seonho who bowed at his hyung. "anything i could help you with hyung?"

kuan lin optimistically nodded his head, "i was wondering if you knew where saejin lived? like, the exact address? maybe you could accompany me? i — i'm worried." kuan lin clears his throat, slightly embarrassed.

seonho's breath hitched at the pit of his throat, and a small tingle of emptiness came through his body.

"hyung, i dont think i can tell you that information." seonho frowns. truth be told, seonho didn't really know where saejin lived.

"please? i'm really getting worried." kuan lin ran his hand through his hair desperately.

seonho's face hardened, "i doubt she'd like to see you anyway." he scoffs. kuan lin frowns, hurt, "she wouldn't?" he was puzzled, kuan lin thought saejin liked him.

"listen here little boy," kuan lin's statement made seonho roll his eyes, "i am no 'little boy', kuan lin." he dropped his books, rolling the sleeves of his jacket up.

kuan lin sighed, "listen, seonho. i don't want a fight. i just need to see her." before he had time to react, a punch was thrown at his cheek, making him stumble down a bit. seonho shoved the taller to the ground, taking his chance to throw more. his rage getting the best of him, kuan lin was fuming. switching, he pinned seonho down, not wanting to inflict any damage to the boy.

he held his wrists down as the boy kicked around in anger. "let go of me you bitch!" seonho fought relentlessly. kuan lin endured, despite the throbbing pain in his cheek and eyes. he didn't think it was right to fight someone younger than him.

"please calm down." he pleaded, seonho's energy was drained. kuan lin got up, offering a hand at the younger who slapped it away. the two boys not taking note of jihyo who stood at the end of the hall to witness everything, and another petite girl, whom kuan lin recognized almost instantly.

"come on, seonho." saejin took seonho by his hand, glaring at kuan lin.

jihyo dropped her books, and ran to kuan lin who slumped by the lockers, letting his tears run by the wounds on his face. "wait here, i'll explain everything." jihyo placed a hand on kuan lin's shoulder.

the taller just chuckled weakly and shook his head, "she'll never choose me."

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