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... skin.
The cold of morning winter.
But it's the season of Autumn. Winter was still a month away.
Seojin groaned, still asleep, as he reached for his warm, cozy, and dirty blanket that hadn't been washed for seven years.
But it's not there.
Instead, his hand was met by a rough surface—stone, marble, bricks, or it felt like the floor of his room.
'Did I fall off my bed?'
Seojin forced his eyes open, and he immediately squinted them from the br ...
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