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I was in a state of confusion.
Hendery was in front of me, beaming as if the fact that he had my wallet in his pocket was the biggest achievement of the year. People were beginning to notice us, both of us standing right in the middle of the busiest places of YG University called the Center.
It was slang to us, an intersection connecting all the buildings at a single point and people usually didn't stop where we were.
Hendery tapped his foot against the ground, a smile frozen on his face when he snapped his fingers in front of me. I jumped at the sudden sound; Hendery leaning forward, making me take a step backward. Someone slammed against my shoulder and I realized that we were in other people's way. I grabbed his wrist, pulling him towards the side.
"So, let's retrace our steps," he began, continuing to chatter on. "You are pertinent to the crime. Just so you know, I think you are very suspicious and I have a lot of things in my wallet. One may even say I am... rich. But only in Macau. Korea, not so much."
I was blank.
"Sorry?"
"So, let's go, Gucci!"
I was flustered by the sudden nickname, Hendery turning on his heel and about to walk away.
"Well?"
I didn't know what was going on in my mind. I just knew that going around and finding a wallet looked like a better way to spend my time rather than being greeted by an empty apartment. I followed him, backpack in hand, my steps quickening as I tried to keep up with him.
