[TALK] Befriending That American Guy
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The feelings exchanged through small notes



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Autumn. Can I sleep here?


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really..?


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What do you think? Jisoo, you said you slept here last time.


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That's true, but there are no rooms?


์ค์ ํ
I'll sleep with Kwon Soon-young.


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Okay, bro, sleep with me.


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It would be perfect to just lie down in the living room with a blanket.


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Doesn't matter?

Kwon Soon-young asked me.


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Wouldn't it be uncomfortable?


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What about me... Hyung, aren't you uncomfortable?


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are you okay.


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Okay. Should I make you sleep now?


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Yeah, yeah. Let's play under the blanket, hyung.


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okay.




์ค์ ํ
I'm going.


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Bye~!


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Yeah, go.


์ค์ ํ
You two, make sure to go home tomorrow.


์ค์ ํ
Don't think, "I have to stay longer because it's the weekend!"


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I can't do it, if I go home I'll die.


์ค์ ํ
I don't know about that. Hong Ji-soo, do you understand?


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Well... I get it.

Jisoo smiled at Yoon Jeonghan.

Yoon Jeong-han opened the front door and went out.



๊ถ์์
But bro, what did Jeonghan hyung say earlier that made you go to sleep?


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Oh, just now??

He stuttered and his ears turned red.

Why are you suddenly acting like that..?

A few minutes ago, Yoon Jeong-han whispered.


์ค์ ํ
Then, do you think it's okay for that kid to steal autumn?



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Nothing, nothing??

Jisoo covered my face with both hands.

I could see his face flushed red between his fingers.


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Jisoo, where does it hurt?


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Brother, your face is really red.


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Ah, I, I... bathroom, bathroom!

Jisoo went into the bathroom in a hurry.

Was I in a hurry...?



I came into the room for a moment to change clothes.


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That's right, Jisoo's clothes.

When I came last time, I took out the clothes that Jisoo was wearing and put them next to me.


dripping,

After I finished getting dressed, someone knocked on the door.


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Come in!


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Autumn,


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Are you looking for clothes?

Jisoo nodded.


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Okay, put this on.



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thank you.




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So, every time Soonyoung leaves the house, she comes to Ga-eul?


๊ถ์์
Yeah, yeah. I don't really have anywhere to go.


๊ถ์์
Because all my school friends said no.

When did you stop talking...


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No matter what, it's autumn, you know.


๊ถ์์
It's okay. Nana and he don't see each other as the opposite sex.


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Him? That kid??

I looked at Kwon Soon-young while picking the strawberry stem.


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Do you want to be right?


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Hit it.

Kwon Soon-young looked at him with displeasure.

Then Jisoo hit me instead.


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brother...


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But you can't say that guy.


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Yeah... that's what the exponential type is, but that's not right...


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Wow...shit...

Kwon Soon-young, who only followed Ji-soo's words, stopped picking the strawberry stems.

Those with a tap are for Kwon Soon-young,

Those without a top were placed in front of the index.


๊ถ์์
Hey, does five make sense??


์ฌ๊ฐ์
What to do.


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I'll enjoy it, thank you.


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Yeah, yeah. Eat a lot.


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Oh really.

Kwon Soon-young noticed and reached out to Ji-soo's strawberries.

Okay,

He slapped that hand hard.


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Where do you dare?



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This is really too much...

