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Beomgyu was enjoying the free day afternoon by using his phone but Mrs. Choi wasn't having it. "Choi Beomgyu! Come right here you lazy boy!" His mom shouted

"What? And why?" Beomgyu asked while still scrolling through his phone

"You need to get out of the house and do something productive...  Your so lazy" She puts her hand on her waist

"But mom there's nothing to do here"

"Your spending so much time clicking and doing whatever in your cellphone when there's a living world outside your house"

"Oh no here's another lecture.."

"I'm no— Beomgyu why don't you hang out with Taehyun and Hueningkai today hm?" Mrs. Choi crossed her arms

"They're busy that's why i'm lonely" Beomgyu faked cry in front of his mother as she slaps a pillow in his face

"Stop doing that.. Why don't you buy us milktea's and use your bike" Mrs. Choi handed him money

"Bu— I don't want to hear another 'bUt MoM' now go" She pushed him out the front door and locked it

"What the.. Argh! Fine" Beomgyu stomped to the garage and hopped on his bike

He slowly peddled the bike while looking at the neighborhood houses. There's a nearby milktea shop and Mrs. Choi do enjoy milktea especially the wintermelon one with pearls.

"Thank you come again" The worker handed the paper bag

Beomgyu went back on his bike and on the way home he stopped in one specific street. He went in front of this white and brown modern designed family house and looked at it from top to bottom.

While scanning the place he started hearing strumming music from the side. Beomgyu turned his head to see a girl frustrated playing the guitar. Looks like she's learning a new song but was having difficulties.

"Hiiii" Beomgyu popped in front of her

"What do you want?" Ryujin asked and turned her back

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