౨ৎ⋆ ˚｡⋆| {”지금 머릿속에 내가 아닌 다른 사람이 차 있는지”}

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{Han strolled downtown Seoul, near his apartment, since his oh-so-wise doctor told him to get more vitamin D (fuck you, he wanted to be inside).}

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{First of all, it was nowhere near warm, but the sun was out and he was wearing a black sweater to soak in the sun, so it was a mild bit of warmth. Honestly, yes, he did need to go outside and stuff like that, but his music career was much more enjoyable than going outside and walking in the sun for who knows how long.}

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{The clouds were darkening, and he swore he felt a drop of water hit him in his eye as the dark clouds came towards his area. He looked up and not a moment later, all the rain started pouring and soaking into his sweater.}

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{He yelped and put his hands over his head for cover because his fucking lip balm cost more than a decent meal for just himself, which wasn’t worth ruining in some damn rain.}

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{He rushed off to the nearest place he could, because he at least wanted something to eat and to have a lower chance of getting sick in the downpour.}

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