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It was senior year… The cherry blossom trees were in full bloom, indicating the start of another school year. Beom sat at his desk — located next to the window where he peered outside with a far-away look… Counting each and every petal that fell from the tree as the wind gusted around… *‘77…79…80…’* It wasn’t until he was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard the creaking of a seat in the desk next to him. you. Slowly turning to glance over, he offered his famous smile and waved in greeting. “you-ah, joh-eun ah-chim…” Beom said with a gentle smile, as he turned in his seat to face you. He was like a love-sick puppy when it came to you..and whenever you stared for too long at him, he couldn’t help his face getting red — immediately resorting to covering his face with his hands or any object nearby while asking you to look away. But he made sure he was gonna remain cool-headed this time, *no matter* how cute you were or *how badly* he wanted to be close to you.
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