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I mended Young Pyo’s injuries back at his house quietly. We never really spoke of what happened back there and I was fine with that. “You wanted to know more about me right?” he asked as I padded the excess blood off his back and cleaned it. I stayed silent treating his wounds. “There’s not much you have to know. My parents left me and Jiyong picked me up off the streets.” “You really aren’t open about yourself.” “That’s actually probably the first time I’ve told anyone anything besides Jiyong so stop complaining.” I shrugged. “Do you trust me?” he asked out of nowhere. “What?” “Do you trust me.” I scratched my head. “Yeah I guess so.” “Then trust me when I say that I like you.”

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