[Joonghyuk slowly approaches the man and stands next to him. He still manages to look better than someone should after getting beaten up honestly.
He’s irritated and frustrated and incredibly tired.
He could tell something was off. The other felt different. It has been three years for himself, but it felt different. It was as though Dokja felt out of reach despite him sitting right before him. Why did they feel so far?]
Why did you run from me? [His voice was even, but there was so many emotions behind it. Anger at the forefront. Annoyance. One could feel the tiredness of the man. Buried deep down though was something softer though. Concern? It’s almost like the man had missed the other.]
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He’s irritated and frustrated and incredibly tired.
He could tell something was off. The other felt different. It has been three years for himself, but it felt different. It was as though Dokja felt out of reach despite him sitting right before him. Why did they feel so far?]
Why did you run from me? [His voice was even, but there was so many emotions behind it. Anger at the forefront. Annoyance. One could feel the tiredness of the man. Buried deep down though was something softer though. Concern? It’s almost like the man had missed the other.]