-i don't know what's wrong with me- he suddenly said, having the urge to let everything out and feeling protected with his face buried in sunghoon's neck. -i feel sad. constantly. it's been awhile now and i don't know how to make it stop.- he cried, while the rain fell quicker and stronger, and the older kept stroking his hair.
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