Chapter Ninety

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Ziyoon take a step back while nodding his head, hands are inside his pocket already. I look at his physique again and I can really say that he definitely looks like a superstar more than a physician right now. The way his oversized black shirt flows down up to the middle of his legs and his knitted jeans that exactly shows his knees. My eyes went up exactly to his Supreme headband. It kinda looks a turban for me but of course, he is using it for his fashion— knowing that he is into that kind of stuffs just how much he loves chains around his neck. I cleared my throat when he doesn't feel like answering my question and just proceed with mine. "Did you came here alone? What about the people? You know that it's too risky going out alone, right?" I am searching for his eyes to meet mine

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