twelve

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jihoon

walking down the terrifying streets that seems to greet him with a cold shoulder, the yellow light suffocating him with every step of the way, jihoon passed by the familiar convenient store he had always stopped by.

what would’ve happened that day if he decided to stop by here?

would he have gotten his usual canned expresso? how about something small to snack on? only, if only he had stopped by that day, would that group of bastards be gone by then? get your mind together jihoon. you’re here for a reason.

pulling his phone out of his pockets, the bright ‘4:00am’ displayed on the screen, he hoped he wasn’t too late. walking onwards, jihoon stopped in front of the entrance of the park. was he really ready to meet soonyoung again? just before he could change his mind and turn around, running from his fears once more, he saw a skinny figure staggering towards him.

“yah, kwon soonyoung. did you miss me?”

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