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your blood is not what
I desire, 
but your heart, 
I do...not deserve.❞ 

-Chapter 67, The Sweetest Contempt, by yeonnieong

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ONG RAEYEON

Raeyeon could only sigh, looking out the window when she realised that she still didn't have any friends while her classmates were creating groups already. It was the second week of school and yet Park Woojin never came.

But if he did, she was sure that the girls would go surround her again. Raeyeon didn't want that of course. She'd hate being used, even if it meant that she wouldn't have to feel lonely watching peers chat in front of the lonely her anymore.

Getting used of homeschooling made her social skills worse than it's supposed to be.

BAM!

The door slid open rather harshly.

"New kid. Two of them." a girl in her pigtails said.

Other people started rushing out the classroom, curious by the word "new". Everyone likes something new anyways. Even though it's only the second week of school.

Raeyeon sat up straight, still in her desk, contemplating on whether or not she should claim the new kid as her friend before anyone would.

"Hello, new students! Welcome!" she heard a girl cheered. 

Upon hearing that, Raeyeon blasted out the room, dashing through the crowd with desperation in her flaming eyes.

After seconds of heavy breathing, "H-Hi- wait what? Woojin?" she asked, after noticing his familiar looks.

Woojin nodded, giving a bit of his awkward smile. "Hey."

The others started realizing that he was the guy who collapsed at the party two nights ago.

The party wasn't even a part of school yet it seemed like everyone remembered him because of his iconic, totally k-drama-material fall on Raeyeon's shoulder.

The guy beside him smiled sweetly at Raeyeon. "I'm his fraternal twin, remember?" he cutely said. "I'm Park Jihoon, class 2-A."

As long as she remembered, he wasn't this adorable-

"Please take care of me!" he cheered, turning his cute bubbly sprinkle sparkly eyes into a crescent shape.

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