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This story has no male or female protagonist.
It's just a post where kids are fighting and bickering among themselves.
Beware of typos
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[Coup Jung/Kyeomshu/Jun-it/Minwon/Ho-u/Solbuchan]
[Killer]
- Choi Seung-cheol
- Yoon Jeong-han
- Moon Jun-hwi
- Kim Min-gyu
- Lee Chan
[command]
- Lee Ji-hoon
[Healer]
- Hong Ji-soo
- Seo Myeong-ho
[backup]
- Kwon Soon-young
- Jeon Won-woo
[shooting]
- Lee Seok-min
- Boo Seung-kwan
- Choi Han-sol
I sat down and stared blankly into space.
Well, I guess I should say I feel a sense of relief.
Even though I know this isn't the time
Even though I know I have to take care of my reputation now,
My body didn't move easily.
I know this is a bad thought. I know I shouldn't do it.
But why do I keep having these thoughts?
I want to give up on my love.
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KakaoTalk!
The alarm on Myungho's phone rang in the treatment room.
Since I was unconscious, I couldn't read it, of course.
The current time is02:20This was it.
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Seungcheol entered the conference room and checked the number of people.
9..10..11...? There were no two people in the number including himself.
That moment of wonder. Now I see it.
Jeon Won-woo, who is not next to Kim Min-gyu, who is fidgeting,
Seo Myung-ho is not next to Jun-hwi, who is staring blankly into space.
βWhere did Jeon Won-woo and Seo Myeong-ho go?β
As if answering Seungcheol's question that resonated heavily in the conference room.
Seungkwan raised his hand and opened his mouth. He also looked
It was a bit chaotic, and even Hansol and Lee Chan, who were not usually like that,
It was a look that seemed to be examining Seung-Kwan's condition.
"...a...that's...myungho...no, Seo Myeongho, the organization member Jeon Wonwoo"
"Huh..I'm currently in the treatment room.."
Oh, my voice is shaking more than I thought. This is not right.
It's personal, so what if you ask me?
I keep writing down endless scenarios in my head without any correct answers.
I wait for Seungcheol's answer. There was nothing more terrifying than this.
I didn't know that not being able to act could be this harmful.
As soon as Seungcheol heard the words 'treatment room', his forehead furrowed slightly.
It was crumpled. I wanted to ask more, but the carriage driver's expression and voice
He seemed to be trembling and refusing to answer even though he knew the answer.
It would be better to put aside the questions for a moment and continue the meeting.
"I thought about it," Seungcheol said with a short sigh.
"...Haa...sit down."
So Seungcheol put the question aside
He began to explain why he had started this meeting.
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[Jun-hwi's point of view]
As soon as the meeting was over, I ran straight to the treatment room.
It was different from before. This time, I decided to just convey my feelings and end it.
I ran while thinking, and as soon as I arrived, I opened the door and slept.
At that time, I ran into Myeongho, who was about to leave the treatment room.
"Uh...hyung?"
I was surprised for a moment. But it's too early to be surprised now.
It was a waste of time.
"Let's talk, Myeongho."
He took Myeongho's hand and led him outside.
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Commentary
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This is the last of Jun-it.
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Jun-it is my favorite couple
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I like the number of regrets.