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"I'm sorry."

"Give it to Tommy."

His low voice was beyond imagination. Min-joon's center of gravity pricked up even though he did nothing, and a sense of hotness gathered in a moment. When Min-joon, who was embarrassed, closed his legs and hesitated, the man took Toma and went out of the car.

"Come out."

When he asked me to come out with a nod, Min-joon obediently followed his words. Following him, Min-joon had a great idea.

'What the hell is this reaction? He's probably not gay because he has Toma. What's this reaction? Yeah, let's not think about hitting a dead man anyway, but let's see if he's under such a cool guy and die. Then there's no lingering attachment in the world. Tisey's a hundred times better than that nut. Good. Minjun, you can do it. Trust yourself.’

下 g8qj

Min-joon felt like a lie in his unhappy situation as if he was going to die when he had a new goal. Expecting a thrilling and pleasant future that could mark a new milestone in his gay life, Min-joon was filled with hope.

'There's no such thing as dying. I was prepared to die, but this is a big deal. I'll do whatever I can to make you fall in love with me. So I'll be crushed to death under you.’

With a fresh heart, Min-joon passed through a garden reminiscent of a forest village and entered a huge mansion.

But life doesn't go your way, does it? Min-joon's hope was swept away by the sewer in less than 10 minutes, like a piece of wet tissue.