Once Mark ripped one of the pictures he had of him and Donghyuck. It was one where he was sitting with Donghyuck one a bench, both of them dressed in their school uniforms and waving at the camera. The reason Mark ripped it, was because of the person sitting in Donghyuck's side. He didn't know why he did it, but the sight of someone else's hand on Donghyuck's thigh, it disgusted him. He saw red and felt green, and soon the picture was floating out of his hands, the small pieces dropping to the floor. And worst of all, Mark felt no regret for doing so.
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