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"Why does people become afraid of you when you say ddaeng?"he asked,eyeing my finger that's gliding on the keyboard. I smirked,recalling a memory I had with him. "I say that word when I'm targetting someone.And believe me,I never let my target breath"I chuckled when he eye me with horror when I reach for the pocket knife near the laptop. "Speaking of ddaeng,I'm sure I said that to you,before"I played with the knife, facing him.
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