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There he was, sitting on the top of the bleachers, his head resting in his hands, crying his eyes out.

This wasn't the same Donghyuck that roamed the corridors with his head held high like a lion looking down on his prey.

He was, for once, vulnerable.

Afraid of getting yelled at, I acted like I hadn't seen him at all and walked on, praying he hadn't seen me.

But he had.

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