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Ultima pubblicazione mer, dic 26, 2018
"hyung"
Edawn freezes in his place. His head quickly turn around. The maknae face could be clearly see by him even though the room was dark as it's already midnight.
"Where do you want to go?", Wooseok look at the clock in the wall. "At this 2 in the morning?", he ask as Edawn try to calm himself.
Wooseok started to scan Edawn outfit and then where he noticed his hyung was holding a big bag of clothes. His eyes widened.
"H-hyung", he started to panic. But all he can do is seeing his hyung face of sincerely smile flash to him.
"I need to go Wooseok-ah, please take a good care of other member", he said as he smile that Wooseok can't even know how pain it is.
"Hyung, please don't leave us !"
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im seriously to death im not good in english so beware of me.
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