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Dahyun's POV-

"Kamsahamnida." I thanked as I took back the ink riddled papers.
"What is it though?" He asked peering over my shoulder took look at it again.
"Do you really want to know?" I questioned, trying to avoid telling him.
"Now I do." He chuckled but I didn't find any joy in his joke.

"It was my sister's suicide note." I informed and he dropped his shoulders and the mood became more serious.

"Oh, m-mianhae." He apologised but I waved my hand in his direction to signal it was fine.
"It's not your fault, is it." I sighed as I sat down, cupping my face in my hands.

"What happened to it? If you don't mind me asking." He further inquired as it's state was appalling.
"Some bitch at school threw water on me and my bag and so it got smudged and ripped." I explained and he sighed.
"Some people." His head shook from side to side as he spoke but I nodded.
"Tell me about it." I sighed.

"Why are you here?" I asked and he made a fake offended face.
"Do you not like my company?" He asked with his hand to his chest as if he was heartbroken.
"I'm not used to any company." I confessed and he stood up almost heroically.
"Then that's my reason." He informed and I smiled a bit.

"You know, you're pretty boring." He commented after a while of us sat in silence.
"Well you can leave whenever you want." I replied and he looked like he was thinking for a while before shaking his head.

"You look like you're about to cry at any moment," he began, it was true. "and if a perfect guy like me were to just leave then that would break your heart." He flattered himself making me roll my eyes.

"I'm tired." I stated and his mouth hung wide open.
"It's 5:30, why are you already tired?" He complained as he shook my shoulder as if to try waking me up.
"Well, you guys terrified me last night so I found it hard to get to sleep." I explained and his facial expression changed yet again.

"Mianhae... Wait, why are you asleep out here, kid? You should be at home." He tutted while shaking his head.
"When Eomma locks me out on purpose I don't think there's much more hope left, so I come here." I explained and his jaw dropped even further.
"She locks you out?!" He shouted in shock, I guess that sounds incredibly weird to someone when it doesn't happen to almost everyday.

"Ne, why do you care anyway?" I asked as I looked down the the note my sister had left 2 years ago.
"Because no one else does." He smirked and I looked at him like he was crazy.
"Well there's probably a reason for that." I informed, he then over exaggerated him looking all around my body which made me feel slightly uncomfortable.
"I can't find it." He said, smiling innocently as he spoke.

"How old are you?" I asked out of nowhere, he wasn't wearing a school uniform so he was obviously older than me but I didn't know how much older.
"I'm 21, you?" He replied and I was slightly shocked, to be honest I thought he out be slightly younger but I don't know why. The age did explain why he called me kid though.
"I'm 16." As the number left my mouth his eyes showed regret.

"Oh crap, do I look like a creep?" He asked and I shook my head.
"You did last night, and those other guys, but now you're aren't that bad." I replied.

"Ugh, that was Jungkook hyung mainly. He's 16 too." He explained and I almost choked.
"Only 16!" He nodded calmly as I caught my breath back.
"Yeah, some people say he looks young, some people as he looks old. Anyway, tell me about yourself." He inquired and I froze giving him a strange look.

"What do you want to know?" I asked and he stopped for a moment before replying.
"Everything." The word rang around in my head as I suddenly thought of all the traumatic moments in my life, specially finding the letter but I shrugged it off as soon as I could.