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“Are you sure Yeosang’s friend is cool with a complete stranger moving in?” San asked.
“Oh, for sure! We discussed it with him and he’s more than happy. He’s really outgoing, friendly, loves meeting new people! Plus, you might not actually be strangers come to think of it…” Jongho muttered.
“What do you mean?”
“Apparently, he went to your school. His family moved around a lot, so he was only there for a few months, and I know your school was rather big, so you might not have even crossed paths all that much. He didn’t seem to have any recollection of you when I mentioned it. But you’re the same age, so he would have been in your year!” Jongho explained.
“Well, what’s his name?” San asked, genuinely curious about whether or not he’d remember him.
“Jung Wooyoung” Jongho replied.
San's blood ran cold.
Jung Wooyoung, the sweet, cheerful, sensitive boy who had joined his school back when he was fifteen. The boy with no friends, the boy who was an easy target. The boy who was spat on, kicked, punched, slapped, and called every disgusting name under the sun. Wooyoung had been tormented non-stop in the few months he had attended that school, and San had been the reason why.
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13 Jun 2024