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ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁 . . . 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗩𝗘𝗡 𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗣 those who fall for you ❜ ⸝⸝
⊹ . ◌ ༚ ˳ 🕳️⠀﹒⠀ ꙳ .
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⌗ ; 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗗𝗘𝗩𝗜𝗟 𝗪𝗔𝗦 𝗔𝗡 𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗟 ▬ ★ ??
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TAPPING HER FINGERS AGAINST THE TABLE, MIDORI FOUND HERSELF IN THE KITCHEN OF HER GRANDPARENTS' APARTMENT. Their grandfather and grandmother were in front of them. Junghee, their grandmother, fiddled with her fingers, a small breath making its way past her lips. Sangchul, their grandfather, rested on his elbows, eyebrows furrowed, worry filling every crevice.
They were happy to have him back, despite him going through surgery not too long ago, the old man looked healthier than ever.
'I take it you know why we're here. . .' Midori trailed off.
'Were they planning on telling us?' Naito asked, asking about their parents.
Sangchul slowly shook his head. 'No,' he answered, voice gruff. 'We're glad you came to us. We were waiting for you to be ready and we believe you are.'
'So mother and father don't know you're telling us this?'
