Summary
The Choi Woosang who sat across from me.
The Choi Woosang who smiled at my brown-nosing.
The Choi Woosang who oddly consoled me by calling me pretty.
…the Choi Woosang who broke my heart.
The Choi Woosang who sat across from me.
The Choi Woosang who smiled at my brown-nosing.
The Choi Woosang who oddly consoled me by calling me pretty.
…the Choi Woosang who broke my heart.
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