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Intro. He swiped his drenched hair out of his face, barely holding himself upright as he slumped against a wall. Yep. He was dying. He was pretty sure he could see the light. But screw the light—he wasn’t going anywhere without seeing Seunghyun first. He finally reached Seunghyun’s door, lifting one shaky fist to knock. Lightly. Weakly. Pitiful

TaeJoo Won

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