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"How did you get in here?"

By climbing the wall and forcing the window open. "Oh, since you gave me your adress— I came to visit. The door was unlocked, for some reason, so I decided to get in a guard." He was lying through gritted teeth, and there was a huge chance for the other male to notice that the chuckle that escaped his lips aftewards was slightly hysteric. He needed to find out why the male hadn't changed in the slightlest bit even though ten years had gone by, and doing so in a private place sounded better than doing so in public. 

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After leaving student services, Sanghyuk made his way through the halls with the intention of leaving. However, an accidental bump into a stranger caused him to stop and bow his head. "Sorry about that--" He stopped speaking when he caught sight of the other male, who eerily looked very similar to himself.

"Shit." Perhaps being in Japan for a week and getting used to the language once again wasn't going to be exactly good if at every sudden thing that happened to him —like bumping into a blonde haired male that looked too much like himself— the words in japanese would fall from his tongue without being able to control it. Hues settling on the other's face, he scanned the facial features of the one in front of him. So similar, it was scary. "I mean uh, it's okay."

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"So.. about your crush. Tell me about this special someone of yours." She says, a mischievous grin curling up upon her rosy lips. "Are they good to you? Who wears the pants in the relationship too -- Oh! Perhaps you should tell me how they make you feel, sugar Appa." She rambles on purposely, taking this moment as her advantage to get some reaction out of him.

"You, kid— I have raised you well, haven't I?" With his nose scrunching up slightly, his index finger attempts to jab at her ribs lightly. "I wear the pants, of course. You— can't ask those kind of things—" Teeth sinking on his lower lip for a couple of moments, he leans forward, voice softer this time. "I feel— good around that person, most of the time. There are moments when I want to rip his damned asshole head off but other than that...it's comfortable, easy as breathing." Eyes shifting to other side, a small (and slightly nervous) chuckle escapes from his lips. "It's such a pity that I can't take revenge of this yet, baby girl."

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A S T E R

A: Who do you like and Why?

I think that's pretty...obvious, given my relationship status. And I'm not even sure of the why, but— it just happened. I guess that trust I place on him also played a big part on admitting it to myself, mostly. 

S: What do you consider a deal breaker?

Honesty, being direct. Mixed signals are the worst thing. 

T: How do you know it's time to end a relationship?

When you don't feel like being involved anymore, I guess? 

E: Pretend I'm you ex, what do you want to say to me?

I'd say 'fuck you', actually.

R: Turn off's?

98% of the people are a turn off themselves, actually. That's not the question, but that's all I'm saying.

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"Get over it." #holla4adolla

"You just called me cannibal with a bottom boy habit, and now you tell me to get over it!?” The words were practically screeched at Yosuke as the black haired pinched the bridge of his nose. “I can’t believe you.”

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"A storm is coming."

Bringing the black scarf up to cover his lips, Hiroki found himself rolling his eyes before stuffing his hands inside the pockets of the — also black, of course — coat he was wearing. He did notice the storm coming, of course— the skies were getting grey, there was an odd chill in the air that was most likely the wind. “Let’s get inside, then. My apartment ain’t that far. Why did we even have to get out, in the first place?”

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"So..." Trailing off into silence to scoot closer to the other male, her lips curve into a smile so innocent yet mischievous all together; a gentle, playful nudge on the side is all she gives to him. "I got your message this morning. Heh, congrats."

Hiroki’s left eye twitch slightly as he eyes Naeun, flashing her a small grin. “I uh— guess? Yes, thank you?” He mumbles, humming under his breath.

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J.

"Jjajangmyeon, of course. Joonmyun hyung isn’t on my list at all, since he refuses to talk to me.”