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Zhu Yilong as Yaran
Baiyu as Bayne
Simon as Samson
Jason as Jake
Timmy as Timo
Johnny as Joe
"Thanks for the ride home, Bayne."
"You know I can't let you drive drunk."
"I only had one shot of Tequila."
"I know you're not much of a drinker, Yaran ge. I'm not letting you take any chances."
Pink danced onto the shy male's cheeks as a tiny smile lifted the corners of his reddish lips. "Bayne..."
"Yeah?"
"I have to confess something to you."
With a raised brow, Bayne took a quick glimpse at his crush before averting his attention back to the road. "What is it?"
Swallowing the nervous lump in his throat, Yaran wiped his sweaty palms against his navy blue slacks. "I..."
Meanwhile, with his head nodding to stay awake, the driver of the produce cargo truck on the opposite direction swerved into their lane. Eyes widened at the headlights beaming straight at them, Bayne immediately reacted by turning the steering wheel aggressively. His black jeep jerked to the side where he would take all the impact of the inescapable collision. Snapping off his seat belt, he leaned over to cover Yaran with his body. Soon, everything faded.
The smell of burnt rubber and gasoline filled the air. The subtle sounds of leaking substances dripping to the pavement echoed through the quiet of the night. Bayne managed to open his eyes one last time to see Yaran lying there unconscious with blood trailing down from his forehead. Unable to move, Bayne furrowed his brows in pain as tears mingled with his own bloody face.
What were you going to tell me, ge? I was planning to tell you tonight that I...love you.
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Him
RomanceAfter waking up from a 6-month coma, Yaran moves into a place and feels a certain presence there. Is it only his imagination or perhaps a remnant of his memory? This is a reboot of my old 8-chapter YunJae story, 'He'. I'll be changing a lot of thi...
