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We were at the dining table, sitting across each other.

He was unusually quiet, he would often start random conversations but now, he's, distant.

I had enough and slammed my hand on the table but he didn't flinch at all.

"Yoongi, tell me what's wrong." I said in a demanding voice.

He shook his head and laughed.

"I'm sure you wouldn't want to hear it."

"Just tell me!" I raised my voice.

"You'll be devastated!" He raised his voice too.

"Stop being such a pussy and tell me!"

He sighed deeply and ran his fingers through his blonde hair

"We're breaking up."

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