Go Away,  Yeonjun. [ Beomjun ]

Go Away, Yeonjun. [ Beomjun ]

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choi yeonjun is a chaotic rockstar who finally dropped the beat. after breaking a major promise and letting down the one person who keeps him grounded, he is a man on a desperate mission to win back his prince. from lingering in the shadows of the arts pavilion to delivering raw, unedited apologies in the middle of campus, yeonjun is willing to strip away his rebellious pride to fix the distorted mess he made. ​but choi beomgyu didn't earn his reputation as campus royalty by forgiving easily. armed with an icy, unbothered stare and a devastatingly sharp vocabulary, beomgyu keeps his armor locked tight and his boundaries completely clear. every time yeonjun steps into his space, beomgyu meets him with a clinical, flawless refusal and a simple, cutting directive: go away, yeonjun! ​
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