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Seongje tilts his head, the way he does when he finds something amusing. "And yet you keep coming back."
That's what cuts the deepest. Not the manipulation. Not the bruises. Not the way he tears Hyuntak down and builds him back up, only to tear him down again.
It was that he is right.
Hyuntak does keep coming back.
So he says the words anyway, just to hear them out loud.
"I never want to see your face again."
Or, (Back then, when I was runnin' out of your place
I said, "I never wanna see your face"
I meant I couldn't wait to see it again
We were toxic till the end) -
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"Good thing that we don't cross paths with him anymore. Otherwise, I'd beat that motherfucker into a pulp and show him what real romance looks like!" They burst into laughter.
Gotak moved before anyone even realised he was gone.
With one sharp spin, his foot connected squarely with the nearest guy's chest– sending him flying backwards into a trash can, with a crash loud enough to startle a flock of birds from nearby trees.
The other two boys froze. One opened his mouth to speak, but Gotak had already grabbed him by the collar and yanked him forward.
"What was that about beating who into a pulp?"

