And with that, he walked away.
“That wasn’t me, asshole,” I muttered behind his back. Really, it wasn’t me. Those panties had just been hanging on the edge, so I placed them properly into the waste bin. But how did he know that?
“We’ll see tonight if Yoo-jin actually runs away or not.”
If what the man said was true, then we will see each other again. It’s really strange, isn’t it? I was also curious as to know how he knew that I wasn’t normal.
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