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Kai had to physically reach for him so he could stop the boy from babbling his life away in panic. “Hey, no, it’s fine.” He grabbed the boy’s shoulders firmly before he gently released them. When Soobin’s gleaming eyes met his own, Kai wondered how someone so...conscientious--if that was even the word-- could be so unkind to someone like Yeonjun.
“Okay. I’m sorry. My mum says I get...um...flustered easily.”
“No worries.” Kai dusted off his robes. “I’m a fifth year, by the way.”
Soobin perked up once more, his red tie swayed above his chest. “You’re only a year younger than me! Wait a second… Why are you alone? No escorts?”
“Oh. Well, my friend had an emergency to attend to. There’s a first-year missing so I said I could find the table myself while he helps out. It’s not a big deal, don’t worry.”
“That’s, um, weird! It’s okay though! I’ll show you the way since you had an incompetent student,” Soobin whispered it as eeng-comm-pay-ted to him and winked.
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