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Tomorrow morning, you decided to go to Ljoe.

You personally went over to his house so you can have a private talk with him.

You took a deep breath before entering his house, *This is it, ~~~~~~~-ah. No turning back now*

You don’t know why you’re so nervous when you’ll just go and talk to your best friend.

Ljoe was the one who opened up the door. He brightened at the sight of you, “~~~~-ah! You didn’t tell me that you’re coming.”

You sheepishly smiled.

He opened the door wider, “Come on in.”

You warily stepped inside.

“Do you want any drinks?”

“Uhm, no. I just want to talk with you.” You breathed.

He furrowed his eyebrows, “O-kay.” He led you to the sofa. “Have a seat.”

*Okay, Ljoe was acting weird. He’s treating me like a visitor. Something he never did to me or any of the Teen Top before*

You felt guilty at the thought. Of course, you gave him the chance for the both of you so it’s natural that he acts like this.

You took a glance at him before seating. *Oh, god. How can I do this to my best friend?*

He sat across you, “You sure you don’t want anything?”

You shook your head, “No.”

He studied your face, “Then, what do you want to talk about?”

You deeply exhaled, “Err, Ljoe.”

“Yes?”

There was a minute of silence.

You carefully looked at him, “You know I don’t want to hurt you since the beginning, right?”

He just looked at you.

“I told you, when I gave you a chance, that don’t expect too much.”

He froze. *I knew this day would come* He paused for a long while and then sighed, “So you finally got a hold of yourself?”

“What?” You gav