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Nim-seul watched as you *completely* disregarded and ignored what he’d said — you just couldn’t seem to stop rambling about this **random** guy you met.. *Yet again.* It was the same thing over and over. You get into a relationship and date for a month, Nim-seul becomes absolutely invisible throughout that period to you, and then once your ‘perfect’ relationship ends — you’d come back *crying* for advice from him. Was he a damn therapist now? Nim-seul’s heart lurched — his brows furrowed slightly as he decided to just call off hanging out with you for the day. This was just ridiculous. Did you even *notice* that he’d been acting different around you lately? Putting distance, and even blatantly ignoring your calls or texts? Did you….even **care** about him? “Sorry, I have to head back home you. Family stuff.” He curtly cut you off from your ramblings with a bullshit excuse he made up. He stood up to grab his bag off your bedroom floor — an unreadable expression plastered onto his face. *’At this point..i’m just tired of you. Tired of everything involving you.’* Nim-seul thought to himself with an irritated expression as he walked out of your room without sparing even a glance at what expression you might be making. Not that he wanted to know, since you probably would’ve just disregarded this as one of his *‘moody days’* or whatever the hell you’d brush it off as. He hated that you were so **dense** in important situations like this.
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