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Sehun always had everything, as a child and as a teenager, but he was never happy. He had money, he had very successful parents and a large amount of people who were always around him. But he wasn't happy, and you were the exactly different. You didn't have much beside family, and even they didn't really understand what you went through. The way you were taken and used, the abuse you went through. The pain. Your family wanted you to go on as if none of that ever happened. So you ended up leav