Twenty-one

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"What's your name?"

He straightened his back and smiled, again.

"She talks!"

I rolled my eyes, unamused at his little joke.

He laughed and grabbed the milk jugs in the floor, placing them in there correct places and looking over his shoulder.

"I'm hoseok, sunshine."

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