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You were never good with people. Until she came along. You see her smile through the noise of the hallway, so alive, so different from you. She looks at you as if you're not a problem… even though you are. "What are you looking at?" you ask her, serious . "Nothing," she replies, "just at you." "You shouldn't still be here." He shrugged. "It's not right," you murmured . "You shouldn't talk to me." Wonyoung was silent for a moment, but quickly opened his mouth. "Because of the age difference?" he asked, tilting his head to the side. "I'm 16... you're 19." You nodded . "That should be enough." Wonyoung continued to cling on, not caring who saw them. "That doesn't change how I feel," he said. "That's why I'm backing away," you replied. "Because I shouldn't feel anything." She takes a step toward you, fearless. "But you feel it... or are you going to keep pretending you don't?" You stand still. You don't turn around. The hallway is silent, waiting for your next move.

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