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fifty-six.

"Soo?" He whispered softly, only for her to hear. His face that was once hidden under the cap was revealed to her. His eyes showed emptiness, with no emotion in them. He looked worse than before. 

"Hey, Namjoon," She started, having no idea what to say. "Why are you here alone?" She smiled at him, with no response from Namjoon. The aura and even their clothes are such a contrast. It's like a sun standing next to moon. 

He pursed his lips together, debating to whether talk to her or not. Part of him wants to hug her and yell thousand apologizes for his parents, for his selfish tendencies that lead these past events to happen to someone like her. Another part of him wants to push her away, for the sake of his strict parents, and to not ruin her perspective about world with cruelty. 

Namjoon took a peek at her, an angel standing beside him. The universe wants me to suffer in a bad and a good way.

 He didn't even realize that he didn't answer her simple question, as she asked the same question again. "why are you here alone?"