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╭ ╮ ━━━ " 📂 " ..⃗. ༉
𝙍 𝙀 𝙈 𝙀 𝘿 𝙔
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! chapter twenty-three ─── ʚĭɞ
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Han Seojun wasn't the type to get angry.
That was a lie.
For several years of his teenage life, anger was very prevalent. He was angry with Suho's father, Suho himself. Angry at the world for being so cruel, angry for Seyeon for dying, angry with Miyeon for saying no. It fuelled him, helped him past the hard times.
And when that angry fire died out, he was left with a lot of regret.
Miyeon had been patient with him, playing along with the hatred he tried to get across to her when she returned from New York - another thing he had been completely bewildered by; how could she just leave him when this was going on? And no matter how much he tried to hate her, he knew he couldn't. But at least he could pretend to.
