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He clutched his head as the pain strike. It's undeniably strong, like a whirlwind blowing his head. His mind is spinning, eyes are blurring. He can't think straight, he don't know what to do. He screams, but no voice comes out. It was trapped and there's no way out. Help, that's all that he needs but nobody can give his immediate necessity. He's alone, isolated in a plain white four cornered room.  The pain subsided, he suddenly feels numb. He can't see anything, perhaps an abstract of colors like a kaleidoscope. He's nauseous, he can hardly breathe. It's killing him, the illusion of colors is killing him. He wanted to die, just let him escape this unique sickness. Call him a coward, but calling such names won't heal him. Why should he care? He involuntarily close his eyes, waiting for the ground to touch his back with a loud thud.     "Hyung, wake up." He felt light taps on his cheek. He stirs in his sleep, slowly opening his eyes to witness the culprit who destroyed his lovely sleep. "Sehun." As the name slip of his tongue, an unexplainable force tugs on his lips. It caused him to grin from ear to ear. "You look like a fool, stop grinning." The younger one said, amused that his presence could bring such joy to the latter.   They are not siblings, they are not friends. They are more than that, they are lovers. A couple unknown to the public. A couple not accepted by the society. A love that bloomed between two young adult with the same .   "You owe me two cups of bubble tea, don't you dare forget. You better get up now, hyung." Sehun said. The older chuckles, nodding his head afterwards.   Life is simple for them. It is the people around them that make their lives complicated and miserable.   "I know, I'm not too old to forget things easily. Now, let me change my clothes first then we can go."   What makes them happy? It's the thought that whatever or whoever tries to break their bond, they won't give in easily. It's the faith that makes them stronger. "One taro and two chocolate bubble teas, please." "Can you please explain to me why will you receive more bubble teas than me?" Luhan asked, playfulness is visible on the tone of his voice. "It's because I'm the maknae." Sehun's proud response. Luhan gave a series of giggles.   "One taro and two chocolate bubble teas for the same couple coming up" the counter girl said, loud enough to let the other customers laugh.   A pang in the heart, it hurts them. It hurts them for the first time. How did the people know it anyway? It's the dirty secret between the two of them. They ignored the statement no matter how much pain and shame they are receiving. Waiting for their order seems to be longer than the usual with the icy stares of the customers. They felt so small. Like those little kids being bullied by the bigger ones. *ding* That's it, the cue they've been waiting for so that they can leave.     On the lift of their apartment, they went on a ride with the tall guy who knew nothing but to insult and make fun of people. "How does it feel to cause such stir in the community? I never knew that you guys have unique tast