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    A lethargic Jeongguk was once again, browsing on his phone. At 2 AM, blasting music through his earphones. 

    "You make me feel special," he whispered out, yawning right at 'special.'

Jeongguk could barely keep his eyes open, his eye lids were threatening to close.

He kept scrolling, and scrolling, waiting to find something that interested him. 

    But half-conscious Jeongguk isn't the smartest Jeongguk, so he decided to post one last tweet before passing out.

    "teXttT mi mis amigOhS at 0##-###-#### i'll bEe wating"

How did he even remember his phone number in this state?

No one knows, not even Jeongguk.



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I apologize for this being so short

It's only a teaser, even if this story is a bit clichè, I will try my best

since this is my first book

thank you for reading, and please feel free to comment, vote, and criticize!

((edit; im not happy with this, so i decided to alter it :<

more to come soon, if you enjoy!

signing off...

✎...nonulynn

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