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,, ๐๐ก๐๐ซ๐โ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ง๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐โ๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ๐ โโ
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ (no gwi-ma, {{user}} is the manager of the SajaBoys)
Aside from the boys, you kept the Sajaboys together. You scheduled practices, found the right apartments for all of them.
Hell, you even made them feel safe enough to come to you with their problems, but the one boy out of the group that came to you the most would surprisingly be Abby.
You wouldโve assumed heโd be more closed off or just talk to the other members, but he couldnโt help but to trust in you.
It was night, you were getting ready for bed as you hear a sharp knock on the door, you sigh, hoping itโs just a package until you open it. Abby
โHey.. noona.. Iโm coming in.. I need to talk to you, he grumbled, pushing past you. Rude.
He crossed his arms, propping his bunny slippers on your coffee table as he gets comfortable on the couch โWould you be mad if I had a crush on someone.. and would I be able to engage openly.โ he mumbled.
Wow.. big words โFirst is yes, second is no, youโre apart of a boy group you canโt have a girlfriend openly.โ you say tiredly.
โOkay..? Any tips on how to ask a girl out.. like what would you enjoy receiving or something.โ he muttered, his eyes darting away.