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Chenleave: Here's a trampoline Donghyuck cause you're always jumping to conclusions
Dongfuck: HUH?!?
Jisityourassdown: That boy in the ice cream parlor was Jiho's stepbrother not some new boy
Justmark: SHE'S FUCKING HER BROTHER?!?!
Je-nomotherfucker: ^?
Heavydickjae: ^^??
Renjustno: NO IDIOTS THEY JUST WENT OUT TO GET ICE CREAM
Dongfuck: OmG wHat hAVe I dONe?!?
Jisityourassdown: yeah, try explaining that one to her.
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"I shouldn't care! I broke up with her and now I left her when she needed me most and..." Donghyuck started while the boys looked at him pacing around the room.
"But you didn't know. Like, you did mess up but you didn't know?" Mark explained.
"I can't just waltz my way back into her life and pretend I didn't hate her." Donghyuck sighed as Jaemin agreed.
"I can go on without her, I don't need her..."
"You sure about that?" Jisung and Chenle said at the same time.
"Thanks, Guys." Donghyuck mumbled.
Jeno stood up and pushed Donghyuck back, "Bitch we don't have to be fucking helping you! It's not my god damn fault you jump higher than BTS in Skool Luv Affair. Like take a god damn seat and stop pitying yourself!"
"Amen." The five other boys mumbled taking sips of their Caparisuns.
"Guys, I don't mean to go soft, but I love her." Donghyuck sighed as he plopped down next to Renjun.
Renjun stood up and walked to the door, "First you hated her and now you love her. I think that's just called desperation."
As he walked out, Donghyuck's phone rang.
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After the boys had come, Jiho debated for so long, trying to figure out whether or not to make the simple call. She paced around her new room and stared at the keypad, the number bouncing in her head as she recited it to herself. She walked to her closet and stared at herself in the mirror, then gave a sigh and sat on the floor. Under her desk was a box. It was plain and had a light wood grain. Jiho felt her heart ache a bit as she thought of the contents in the box. Pictures of her and Donghyuck, notes to each other. Memories of not only him, but of Mr. Lee.
