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"Jinyoung." I say as I watch the tall man before me pant heavily and sweat ran down his face making his white shirt turn almost transparent.
"Are you alright?" His concerned sound sent chills down my spin.
I nod and look down my shivering fingers. I don't want to think of anything i tell my brain as I violently shook my head to avoid any more wild thoughts.

"What's the matter?" He softly asks as he nears me and holds my face into his warm palms, which are probably warm due to his long clench fists.
Their warmth returns back My shortly dried tears and all the disgusted thoughts that I've so far been avoiding with all my might.

How long has it been? Has he never liked me? Did he play me? Did he ever consider me?

"Shhhh, it's alright stop. Don't worry about it." I hear him whisper to my ear as I feel his large hand pat my back as I cry loudly against his sweat wet shirt probably worsening it.
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"Here." He says as he hands me a water filled cup.
"Thankyou." I say as I grab the cup between my hands.
"How long?" I ask Jinyoung softly as I stare at the clear cold water.
"Huh?" He asks. Not sure if he was avoiding the question or truly haven't understood it.
"Did he really ask me out because he liked me or just to play me like this." I fail to hold in the tears lingering in between my eyes.

Suddenly the loud slammed door makes the two of us jump. I notice Jinyoung widen his eyes and abruptly stand from the table he was sitting on positioned in front of my seat but I don't dare turn back.

"JINYOUNG!" I heard him call and my heart clenched.

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