From the moment Hyoyeon arrived in her room, all she could think about is what happened between her and Kim Jongin. She was laying on her bed, hugging a stuffed pig.

"Kim Jongin. You bastard," with those words in her brain, she suddenly felt her cheeks become warmer... She was blushing.

"Omo! Why did that even happen? Did he plan to do something? Why did he look at me like that? Crap, now I'm thinking too much!..."

"What was it that he wanted to tell me?" that question made Hyoyeon rise up from her bed. She stared blankly into space, still hugging the stuffed pig tightly.

She remembered Jongin's words, "Hyoyeon, I--"

"Hyoyeon, I--"

"Hyoyeon, I--"

She mouthed the words to herself, "Hyoyeon, I--"

"Hyoyeon, I-- WHAAAAT?" she shook her head in disappointment.

But her thoughts were distracted when her eyes fell on the folder laying on the table. The folder she took secretly from Jongin.

Hyoyeon stood up, sat on the chair beside that table, and opened the folder. The first page was blank, "What's this even? An essay of his student?"

Hyoyeon continued browsing through the pages, until the fourth page caught her attention.

Draft for "On Her Deathbed"

by Kai

"What the-- Kim Jongin... is Kai?"

Hyoyeon's brain hanged for a moment.

"What the-- Seriously?"

Hyoyeon's loud pterodactyl scream was heard in the neighborhood.

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