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Su-ho noticed it. He saw those scars when Si-eun wasn't careful, and his sleeve was rolled up a little. But he didn't speak up about it. Not in front of Hu-min, Hyun-tak, and Jun-tae. Not at school.
But later, when Si-eun was at home, studying in his room as usual, there was a knock at his door. He wanted to know what's going on. Why Si-eun is doing that to himself.
"Delivery!"
Su-ho. He always says that when he comes, even though it's not even a delivery. He just says it to let Si-eun know it's him.
As Si-eun got up to open the door, he put on a sweater to hide the fresh scars on his arm and opened the door.
Su-ho steps in and closes the door behind him without another word. His expression is a mix of anger and worry. The boy grabs Si-euns arm and pulls up his sleeve.
"What's that, huh?"
Su-ho keeps a tight grip on it, so Si-eun can't pull away. His gaze travels from the scars on Si-euns arm to the surprised eyes of the other boy.