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You wouldn't normally walk with your eyes focused on anything else but the road. The thought of accidentally bumping into someone and having to make small apologetic conversation with them as a result was something you'd rather avoid. Not to mention the potential, awkward, side-stepping session where strangers often seemed to be able to step towards the same direction for more than twice in a row—ugh, what was the probability of that anyway?

However, the campus road was empty today, as per usual. Your class today was located at a building nearing the side of the campus, therefore you didn't need to take a long tour through the main road before you could make your way to the parking lot and thus, out of campus. You could just take a short-cut by the road and you'd find the bus stop in no time.

You took the opportunity to take another look at the final exam guide your professor has just handed to the class. You didn't get the time to pay too much attention to it since the professor was so rushed to finish up with the last chapter; his slurred words and incoherent concept explanation was the worst, but you supposed that was all he could muster when he needed to cram a whole chapter to the class within an hour.

Brows furrowed and the bottom lip caught between your teeth, thoughtful hums were huffed out of your lips with each step as your eyes trailed past the questions slowly, your mind trying to churn up brief answers for each question while recalling what class materials you could find more thorough answers in. So far, nothing seemed out of the ordinary, it was all easy questions.

"Tsk–I already said I don't want to go home!"

Oh? That was a familiar voice being let out in unfamiliar ways. Donghyuck's distinctively bright and husky voice rang through your ears in unnatural ways; you have never heard him growl under his breath like this, like he was genuinely angry.

Peering up from the bottom of the study guide, you lifted your head and tilted the paper to the side so your front view was revealed. As you expected, just a couple of steps away from you stood Donghyuck, his eyes sharp with a glare and his lips pulled into a prominent grimace. You looked to his side, curiosity jumping when you saw a much bigger man in suit pulling at his forearm despite his persistent protest.

Your arms fell to your side, your fingers clutching the study guide ever so tighter as your legs halted to a slow stop. Standing not too far away, you began to watch the ambiguous scene unfold before you, the gears in your head running with many questions, some of which involving: who was that man? What was the reason behind this semi-violent encounter? Was the situation serious enough to have the authorities be called upon? Should you just step in and help him?

"I don't care what mom and dad said, I am not going home!"

Ah, it seemed to be a family matter. Well, that only strengthened your urge to leave the matter be and leave Donghyuck to fend for himself. Or at least, you'd just watch from the sidelines until everything blows off. After all, you should never butt into other people's business, particularly other's family business. Whatever the problem was, there must have been a reason for it, and you did not plan to understand the skeleton hiding in his cupboard.

"Ahh–please leave me be, I don't want any part of the business they're dealing with! I just want to see my friend!"

You raised your brows. The assumption thickened! Perhaps he was forced to follow in his parents' footsteps, thus he had to savor his dead dream alone in his heart, knowing that it will never come true because his parents already has his future planned out for him. What kind of future... you couldn't tell yet, but it wasn't necessary to know in your little fantasy.

Although you knew not to intrude into the family businesses of others, you could never keep yourself from assuming and fabricate a story from the information you could gather. It was the most fun part of social interaction, you thought; making up their background in your head and never letting the truth be revealed to you.

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