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Hakyeon was taught to never look at people directly and to never touch them. Hakyeon lived in a completely black and white world, literally. He had no idea what the difference between blue and red and yellow or the color those colors formed. Black and white.
Taehyun had drawn the line of their relationship. They were occasional hook ups and nothing more, but that did not stop Seungyoon from falling in deeper.
In which the art class Youngjae did not even have to take might reward him with the best gift Destiny has. "So you're attracted to him?" Junhong asked, unamused. "Well, it's not that [...] I'm not attracted to him. I just find him attractive," Youngjae stated, confident in his answer. "Yes, because that's not the same thing," Junhong shook his head.
Jinwoo wanted to find his soul mate. Taehyun wanted to run away from his.
The line was blurred so much that Seunghyun did not know when to stop.
From four years to four more and four more after that, Seunghoon wanted to spend eternity with Jinwoo, however long that may be. “Your birthday is a little bit more than a month away, no? What do you want?” "Change me."