Hypersensitive - LGL

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"hey, let me give you a hand there." kuan lin stood out of the blue, "aren't you supposed to be in class." saejin whispers, continuing to tape the posters onto the wall.

kuan lin grew flustered, not expecting saejin to reply so boldly. he clears his throat, hoping it would clear his stutters as well. "i mean — yeah, i'm supposed to — yes. i came from —." frustration laced his voice as he suddenly heard a giggle.

"its fine, come help me." saejin eased his nerves off so quickly, and holy shit her fucking giggle. they worked in the peace of the quiet breeze, the soft chatter from inside the classrooms, and the small conversations they shared.

kuan lin enjoyed the silence, he thought he had fully connected with her through it. but there was a lot he hasn't seen, a lot he doesn't know yet.

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