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“You,”
He firmly says without losing the smirk on his lips. I eyed him intensely, trying to read him and at the same time giving him a look that it is not possible. He remained standing by the door with a hand holding the door knob to keep it open while his other hand was in his pants pocket.
He is dressed in a black sweater with denim pants on and a pair of branded sneakers. My eyes then went to the chain he had on. It is a gold chain with a rectangular tag pendant hanging on it with the same color. I couldn’t help but let out a sarcastic scoff, shaking my head a little as I tear my eyes away from him.
I could clearly remember it so well… because it was me who got that for him. It was the chainI gave him during his birthday afte
