Forty four
Your POV I sat in a chair outside a cafe.Even though I lived here most of my life here, after having to leave like that it still feels weird to be back. A few people passed by, trying to recognize me but I guess now that I wore female clothes, had longer hair that I also happened to dye, they were having some trouble in doing so. That blonde who recognized me that night must be really sharp then. I placed my coffee on the table in front of me and took a deep breath, no doubt, the air here was giving me a pleasant nostalgia. A person came and sat on the seat in front of mine. "It's been a while." He looked at me and I smiled. "Yeah, it's been a while." Even though I had met Minho only a year ago, he was an amazing older brother. "So do you plan on living here again?" "Well, right n
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