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AND

It would be a long Friday night. He thought.

The streets burgeoned with excitement and laughter as a motley crowd thronged along their lengths – young and old, able-bodied and infirm, lovers walking hand in hand, parents and their children, groups of friends – some waiting for their blind dates, some having peaceful night-time jaunts on foot while others preferred traversing the streets on bicycles.

Silently treading among the crowd was a tall sinewy young man with hands inside his jacket, wearing a hood that would help him in disguising himself as just an ordinary man lurking in the street and to hide his infamous new hairstyle.

But that can't hide his distant almost dreamy look glazing over his dark eyes and slackening his jaws which made him look feeble-chinned, marring his otherwise strong and handsome visage.

He was too bored to pay attention to the other people around him, people are busy doing their own stuff and it helps him not to noticed him as T.O.P of Bigbang or else it would lead him to a big problem.

And was too tired to notice a gaggle of girls throw him coy looks; giggling amongst themselves,

...too preoccupied to hear someone calling his name with a voice so distantly familiar it felt as though he knew it from another lifetime.

“Seunghyun!”

He whirled around sharply when he heard the said voice right behind his back. He blinked, mutely staring at the creature before him.

“Oh…Dara- noona,” he raised his brows in recognition.

Looking at her, T.O.P wondered how Jiyong could ever have trusted him or any other man to look after her in his behalf. He saw her floating – rather than walking – towards him with a radiant smile on her face, short soft hair billowing behind her – exposing