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🔅 3rd Person: Xiaojun 🔅

"You should better bring him to-" "I know! I know I should!", he screamed in such despair, "I just... I just don't want to give him false hope again..." He buried his face inside his rough palms. A warm hand laid on his back and rubbed soothing circles to calm him down. They were sitting in a corner of the cozy café, both in their clothing for work. The barista could barely hide his worry for his normally very cheerful and laidback friend. "I'm sorry for shouting. That wasn't necessary", Dejun apologised after quite some time sitting in silence.

"No need to apologise, I know you just want to protect him. But maybe this will be his last chance for a 'normal' life." The way Ten was so understanding, made the guilt for shouting at him earlier grow a little more. But what was he feeling guilty for? He simply failed at protecting Hendery who locked himself inside his room for three days already. "Maybe...", the he told the older, "Maybe you're right. We could try one last time." Ten smiled.

Even if its the last chance, its better to try than to not seize this last opportunity.

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