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jisung grabbed onto my hands, finally looking up at me. "i know i've done horrible things to you. i'm so sorry, minho. i really am sorry. i should've told you what was going on. please, i love you."
i let go of jisung's hands, taking a step back. "i don't love you, jisung." i wanted to walk away. i didn't like being in this situation.
i could never love jisung.
i hated him.
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