[ A friend... ha. Very funny, considering Hyunseok's most recent memories are a little different than Haein's own, and friend was the last thing he'd expect Haein to call him. Sure, Hyunseok had used that word plenty, because his tolerance for abuse was absurdly high, but not so high that he doesn't tense up the minute he hears the voice.
His head whips around to the side, and boy that look of shock on his face doesn't match the open and almost friendly tone that Haein's using with him. It fades quickly, however, replaced with confusion and more than a little trepidation.
What's going on here? Why is Haein here? Why is Haein here and approaching him?
Better yet, why is Haein here, approaching him, and not doing it in an aggressive manner? ]
Uh...?
[ He holds up his plate of food, still looking a little nervous. ]
Want some?
[ He has learned many lessons over the past several months, and one of them is to be careful asking Haein too many questions that might tick him off. ]
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His head whips around to the side, and boy that look of shock on his face doesn't match the open and almost friendly tone that Haein's using with him. It fades quickly, however, replaced with confusion and more than a little trepidation.
What's going on here? Why is Haein here? Why is Haein here and approaching him?
Better yet, why is Haein here, approaching him, and not doing it in an aggressive manner? ]
Uh...?
[ He holds up his plate of food, still looking a little nervous. ]
Want some?
[ He has learned many lessons over the past several months, and one of them is to be careful asking Haein too many questions that might tick him off. ]