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A hushed gasp left Jeongin's mouth.

Slowly, as if with caution, he glanced

to who had spoken.


Perched on his shoulder, 

collarbones popping out even through

his sweatshirt,

was Jisung.








"W-what can I do?"



"Just follow me, I'll help you."

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