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... d to realize it. But still, still…

Lee Seung-yeon mumbled something difficult to understand. Even so, I could roughly guess what he was trying to say.

“Lee Seung-yeon.”

Lowering my voice, I called out Lee Seung-yeon’s name.

At first, he didn’t hear and kept rambling, but after calling his name calmly a few more times, his words began to slow down little by little.

“Lee Seung-yeon.”

- ….

Finally, it became quiet.

After a moment, Lee ...

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