“Why do they hate me so, hyung?”
Kyuhyun paused at his computer to look up at Jin’s timid approach. At age eight he was small, smaller than the other children. “No one hates you Jino.”
But in Kyuhyun’s heart he knew the truth too well. And so did Jino.
Jino plodded closer to Kyuhyun, eyes rubbing the sleep from his eyes when Kyuhyun saw the red
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