Hypersensitive - LGL

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kuan lin shoved his hands in his pockets, as he watched saejin walk beside him as they walked to her house in a comforting silence.

he already missed seeing her face, she was beautiful, to him. everything about her was beautiful. "that's my home." she glanced up at the clearly high-class house.

"wow." kuan lin whispers. his eyes finally looking at something else other than saejin's face.

"i wouldn't call it home, it feels more like a hospital." what she said caught kuan lin's attention, he would die for her house! "it has vents, filters, humidifiers, everything my mom could lay her hands on that would make me feel comfortable."

before kuan lin could even ask his question, she called it out for him.

"i'm not sick, i'm hypersensitive."

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