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@ten chittaphon l. Chaeyoung shuffled quietly toward the shop wall as a group of girls chattered loudly, walking past in a bundle of chaotic noise and hair. Part of her was trying to remain unknown, unnoticed among the crowds as she picked up a few new shirts and a few essentials. The other part was the crippling social anxiety, the constant fear that reverberated through her chest at the sight of a large group or crowd. Earbuds tucked in her ears, hand gripped tightly around her phone, Chaeyoung made her way to the counter with her last purchase of the day - a few new CDs and games fot her computer. Holding the items against her chest, hood pulled up over her braided chocolate locks, she never expected the figure in front of her to elbow her in the chest, narrowly missing her new items, but certainly not missing her. The ache burned over the tender flesh, immediately pulling a sharp breath out of the girl. Brows furrowing, Chae looked up to the elbower in question- and almost instantly she groaned. "Its you."

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