Hypersensitive - LGL

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kuan lin was nearly halfway out the school when small, frail arms wrapped around his torso. trying to fight back his smile when he realized who it was, he shook it off, i'm trying to be mad at her but when she puts it like this how am i supposed to be mad?

giving into temptation, he placed his hands over her's and grinned contently. "so submissive." saejin giggled behind him. he sighed, turning around. "i'm supposed to be mad at you." he frowns, saejin continued to bury her face into his shoulder.

"i'm sorry." she mumbled, still savoring the feeling of his warmth around her. she frowns as she glanced up at the boy, taking note of the scratches and bruises that began to form on his face.

she raised her hand to trace over the scratches, making him flinch a little.

"come with me." saejin gripped his sleeve, dragging the boy with her to her house despite his protests.

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