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Jeongwoo

I evilly laughed inside my mind. I can't help to grin.

I hope Mashikyu, Mashi, and Kyu will not be awkward anymore. I don't really know what happened between them, but it's obvious there's something off.

I tried to turn my bike to the left where I came from or where I left Junkyu when I realize I paddle quite far from where I saw Junkyu is a while ago. I was there hiding a while ago behind a building, and when I saw Junkyu, I paddle again and now... I don't know where am I.

I check my phone and the direction Mashiho told me but, the direction he gave me is from the restaurant to the other park not from the other park and somewhere cause... I went straight after I went in the park. Or I don't know.

Gosh, why am I such a fool?

Suddenly, my body felt numb. I gulped.

Where should I go? Why are there two ways this time? Should I go to the right one or to the left one who left me? Just kidding.

Gosh, Jeongwoo! There's no time for jokes right now!

Even though I now quite feel scared, I tried to calm my mind and decided to walk my bike while finding my way out. The park where Mashiho is is quite near to a place where there are lots of buildings. And now, I'm somewhere in... uh... a narrow street.

When I turned left, I gasped and got stunned seeing Haruto.

Walking.

Alone.

Doesn't he have work?

I don't know why I didn't move. I am just there, standing and watching him. He's looking down while both of his hands are on his pant's pocket while kicking a rock.

What is his problem? Such a freaky boy.

"H-Hey!" I didn't know what's gotten inside me that I called him. We were quite awkward for days and so, and then, here I am calling him.

He suddenly stopped walking and...

Both of us screamed when he screamed as his right hand suddenly transferred to his chest. 

"W-What's your problem?" I quickly asked him after our screams. Not minding the awkward atmosphere.

We were just there, standing with a small distance as both of us stare at each other. I looked away and gulped.

"Eobseo," (nothing) he said. 

"Are you lost?" he asked me. 

Am I lost?

"I... don't know." Maybe?

"I think you are," he assumed. Which is the truth. 

I want to nod, but my pride is eating me!

How could he tell?

"You're from the park, right? The garden-like one?"

Did he read my mind? Can he? ●_●

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