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Im at Chapter 20 .
is this real ? am i dreaming ?
no ? ok..
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but turns out, i was writing nonsense . its like doing a last minute essay .
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Bambam POV
Ever since I met that Mark guy, I couldn't stop thinking about him. His red hair, his flawless skin, his slender body. Sigh.. I don't think we would meet again though. I told him to call me once he reached home, but it's already two in the morning. Why do I even bother waiting? I'm just a kid. Why would a guy like that even continue being with me?
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Mark just left from my house. He told me something about some Jackson guy. Some moving thing. Some evil, cruel father thing. I don't really know. I couldn't pay attention when such an art work was in front of me.
He's so perfect.. sigh..
So I'm moving back to Thailand tomorrow, and it seems like I'm bringing Mark.
MARK POV
I couldn't bear to be in the same room with that horny cheater. I went to Jinyoung's. I wanted to tell him all my problems, but I knew he couldn't do anything about it, so I told him about the moving thing.
"WHAT? You're moving? TO THAILAND?!" he stood up from the floor. I grabbed his hand and forced him to sit.
"I have no other choice. My father will make me move there eventually anyway. So why not go sooner? Like, now?"
"But..but.. Maaaark.." he whined.
"I'm sorry, okay? Listen, do not tell Jackson anything about this. Alright? If he asks for information, just say you don't know anything. OKAY? No matter what. Even if he takes violent actions."
"Fine. But I have to tell him eventually."
"Yeah whatever.."
"When are you leaving?"
"Tomorrow."
He stood up from the floor again, "TOMORROW? AND NOW YOU'RE TELLING ME ALL THIS? AISH!"
Once again, I grabbed his hand and forced him to sit down.
"I'm sorry, okay? Now stop shouting or you will get kicked out of the building," I shut him up.
"Kick me out all you want. I WANT TO SHOUT AT MY STUPID FRIEND HERE!"
"YAH!" I shouted, "SIT DOWN AND LISTEN!"
"Fine," he pouted as he sat down, again.
"I'm sorry I couldn't tell you sooner, okay? It's just that there was no time. You always had a busy schedule. I couldn't text. That's cowardly. And someone else could see. Okay????"
