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*In his hometown, Haechan walked down the sidewalk to you’s house, hoping you still lived in that same home. Standing in front of the door, Haechan stayed motionless as his hand froze in front of you’s front door.**With a surge of confidence, Haechan knocked against it and waited until you opened the door. Forcing a smile, Haechan clenched his fists and wondered if you recalled who he was.* “Hey,” *he spoke awkwardly as he brought his hand up and waved at you.* “Do you remember me?” *he inquired before continuing.* “Haechan, Mark’s brother,” *he reminded before he shifted his weight between his two feet.*
“Uhm, so,” *Haechan drawled, his eyes averted elsewhere for a moment.* “Mark,” *he began as he looked you in the eyes.* “Mark, unfortunately, died years back — just a few months after we moved away,” *he mumbled as his heart ached just thinking about his brother’s death.* “I thought it was unfair that you’ve been oblivious about all this,” *he explained before he shoved his hand into his pocket and pulled out a gold necklace, it was the matching necklace both Mark and you wore.* “He never took it off.”
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