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It's weekend again and Leo is getting more and more frustrated. Everytime he is with Soomi, his mind will always lead to Ravi and Soomi always noticed him spacing out more often. He is starting to think of the best way to end it. Not because he is guessing that he really likes Ravi but because if that is the case then he wouldn't want to hurt Soomi anymore further than what he have started. He slammed his fist on the bathroom door. It cracked and there it goes blood dripping to the white tiles. He cried in frustration. He can see that Soomi is starting to worry. He don't want to break up with her if it'll hurt her but he hate it more to stay with her and continued with the lies that is starting to be clear to him. He gave himself only a few time to clear his mind and make a decision after. He guessed making the problem last a bit longer will worsen it. 'What will I do now? I only have Ravi but I can't tell him about this mistake. He must not know. Who will I ask for help now?' he asked himself as he continued to cry and after a unusual long shower, he went out drying his hair with a towel. Ravi who miraculously taken a shower before Leo took a glass of water. "I think the pitcher in the fridge needs to be defrost. I can't even take a water from it-....h-hey. Are you okay?" he consulted him when he saw his eye's puffier than the normal. Leo just nod his head. He wouldn't want to hear him with a hoarse voice. Usually, Ravi will hug him and will nag him untill he spill everything and then comfort him but it has been never the same since when he and Soomi are together. He quickly hid himself under his blanket not minding his soaking head. Ravi just watched him. 'Did they fight?' he thought and just turned off the lights and leave the lampshade on as usual. He then opened his phone and chat with his friends. That has been his new routine. Leo silently sobbed. Luckily, Ravi always wear his earphone on so Leo cried carefree yet silently. He missed him. He missed the old him. Yet he blamed himself for it. 'Stupid Leo. That was your fault. If you hadn't taken Soomi from him then he wouldn't have been this cold. Pay for it fucked up bitch!' he mentally yell to himself.

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Few more days past and it's getting harder for Leo to handle his problem. He become more quieter serious which made Soomi worried and afraid at the same time. Afraid that Leo must be troubled about something and he don't trust her enough to seek a help from her. They rarely date either so Soomi planned on asking Ravi about it. The first class which is psychology ended. They haven't been continuing any class discussion with Literature since when Ravi did the blow and rumors spread that their school hunts Literature professors with bad luck. Ravi is safe though since the disaperance of the previous professors is still a mistery to them. Leo stood up with his bag hanging on his left shoulder. He walked towards Soomi who was about to make her way to Ken as she called him. She then stopped when Leo called her too. "Ah, I'm sorry Leo. Can you go on without me? I-I need to borrow something from him. I'll just text you later." she awkwardly said making Leo smiled and nod.

"Okay, be home safely." he said as he made his way out. Ravi turned around to go home as well but not walk with Leo. They didn't walk home together since then. Soomi quickly called him making him turn around again.

"What? I thought it was Ken you need?" he said. Soomi shyly bit her lip.

"Ahm...that was just an alibi. It is you who I am really about to talk to." she replied making Ravi calm himself down as the wrong idea is starting to build in his mind.

"C-can I talk to you?" Ravi quickly nod his head. Ken pointed his finger to himself.

"Are you recenting me now? Now that it's not my birthday anymore?" he said dramatically. Ravi rolled his eyes at his childish friend.

"Geez, Jyani." he mutered. Hongbin and Hyuk suddenly popped out of the door with annoyed expressions.

"Seriously hyung? We've been waiting for you at the the first floor." Hyuk said with sweat dripping through his snow like skin.

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