"What?" was the first thing Taeyong blurted out when the boy in front of him introduced himself. "I'm sorry, I mean, my name is Lee Taeyong."

"My name is Chittaphon Leechaiyakul. Nice to meet you," the boy said again, smiling. He's already used to it. People always have a hard time memorizing and saying his name. "I'm from Thailand."

Taeyong furrowed his brows. Chi—what? He can't understand. Or is he too stupid to understand?

"But you can call me Ten."

Taeyong nodded. Well, at least that's easier to remember.

"Or if you want, you can call me yours," Ten said, giggling.

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