you walk into university with your head lowered in shame. your face has a vibrant purple handprint bruised into it. it came from your argument last night with kyungboon. you remember what kyungboon had said. “stay away from whoever it is that has you smiling to yourself.” you think about minho, who you haven’t seen yet today. a figure steps in front of you. you look up to see minho, his gaze light as he traces your features. his voice is surprisingly soft as he says “can we talk?”
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