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“What’d you tell him your name was?” Seungcheol snatches his hand back. He tilts his head the other way, eyes deceptively innocently round. Like a stray puppy extorting you for food. “Choi Mingyu.” Seungcheol chokes. “Yah—” His eyes sparkle knowingly as he raises an eyebrow. “It’s not like Mingyu is an uncommon name, is it?” Well, that’s not exactly the problem.
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