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“You’re all I can think about.”
Both Kenshin and Seungho stared at him, silent. He smiled timidly and lowered his voice. “That’s what they symbolize.”
It was absurd at this point, but it made sense now. To Kenshin, at least.
“Are you here for an appointment, Sungmin?” he asked, noticing the bandages around his arm; wrapped in the same way as those that had been wrapped around Kenshin's arm the day he passed out on the street.
Sungmin nodded.
“You can wait over there, then,” Kenshin gestured toward the waiting room and then focused back on his computer screen.
When it was time for Sungmin’s appointment, a bit after he was called, he walked by Kenshin’s desk again and whispered something.
“To be honest… I stabbed myself because I wanted to give myself a scar like yours. I hope it worked.”
Or, Sungmin is Kenshin's secret admirer.