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Arthit's POV I didn't know why but I felt like there were butterflies in my stomach. I kept a stern look despite the different emotions I was keeping inside. I looked at his hand on my elbow. "Wh-why would I avoid you?" I questioned. "So what were you doing?" "I wasn't doing anything," He pulled me closer to him. "Really? So if I tell Bright you changed your mind and want to be with me instead, you won't mind?" Want to be with you? I couldn't help but to overthink about it. "Kong, we already have--" I shut my mouth when he I saw him smirked and he gave me a not-ignoring-me-look-huh. I sighed heavily, "fine." "Good," he chortled. "Here," he pressed a bottle of cold water on my cheek. I took it at once then he left. How does he know what I needed every time? Moreover, I f
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