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CLYONE
"I'll be beside you when you wake up. I would be the first thing you'll see when you open your eyes, okay?" You gave me a reassuring tiny smile as you brushed some strands of my hair away from my face.
I didn't say a thing, but just stared. No matter how many times you assured me that everything was just a prank, you were just curious about those things you asked me earlier and that Kai was just really heartbroken about the girl he dated, I am still not satisfied. I am hinting something already, but on the other hand, I'm scared to find out what was that something. Also, I had no idea what could it be and I'd rather stay that way; innocent of what strange is going on because I don't want to lose you beside me.
I heaved out a sigh and closed my eyes, letting my body rest under the cozy sheet that is covering me while I am laid on the bed, faced at your direction. You, on the other hand, laid yourself comfortably while you slid down your hand to my wa
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