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Junhoe got a glass of water for Rosé and Rosé drank it all. She looks calm and ready to talk to him now.

"Babe, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for being cold these past few days, sorry for ignoring you, sorry for being an asshole and sorry for being an coward." Junhoe was already crying so Rosé wiped his tears away.

"What was your reason Junhoe?" She asked.

"I-I'm sick Rosé. I've been diagnosed with leukemia. I actually don't have any plans on telling you. I don't have the courage. I've been ditching you these past few days because I was having my check ups. About my mom? It's not true that she doesn't like you, at first yes but she already accepted you."

"How long was this Junhoe? Tell me?!"

"Since last year. I'm in stage 2."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?! I could've been there for you! You should've not suffered alone!"

"I'm sorry."

"No Junhoe, I'm sorry. Listen to me." She grabbed his hands and looked at him in his eyes.

"We're all in this together okay? We'll fight that stupid cancer together and you'll live longer."

"As long as you're here with me, I'll keep on fighting."

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