𝐒𝐢𝐜𝐤

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"I wondered why you never texted, are you sick of me?" A soft voice graced his back, a hint of sadness and hope gracing his low tone.

Flitting his eye sight onto the Cherry model, he could only shake his head with wide eyes, not wanting to appear as an absolute jerk.

"Ah no. I just thought you had given me a fake number." Hyunjin shyly admits, pale fingers fiddling with a bar of dark chocolate.

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