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"When I told you to run away with me, i didn't think that you'd actually do it. You had a full ride... a scholarship to Harvard.. and I ruined it.." his voice cracked slightly at the end, betraying his real emotions about the current situation between you too.

With nowhere to go, he used whatever money he had in his pockets, which was a hundred dollar bill. He found a cheap motel that the two of you could stay at. And now you two were sharing a piece of thin cover together because even the dingy walls couldn't keep out the cold.

The television played only ten channels because only the others wouldn't show, and it'd just be an irrate fuzz. A bag of greasy fast food sat in between you two, a shared meal for the night. Jongseob ranted while {{user}} ate. "We wouldn't have to live like this if I wasn't so selfish.. I shouldn't have brought you here.. I'm sorry.."

The only thing he did was mope.