13 twelve

days turned to weeks and weeks turned into months. liu yangyang's blessing grew stronger and now, despite not looking into the eyes of others, he sees everything.

dejun was starting to get over it but despite that fact, he admits he still wants to befriend and help the younger one.

especially since the sudden change in liu yangyang's attitude; instead of just lowly speaking and glaring at everyone, he's actually inflicting physical pain. dejun doesn't even know why he's doing that or what's pushing him on edge.

liu yangyang doesn't know either.

yangyang has no idea what's pissing him off this much but he knows it isn't the people around him.

*･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･'＊'･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*

"yangyang~!" dejun calls out as soon as he sees the boy with his head bowed down and his hands balled into fists.

the smaller one chased after yangyang and once there, his hand got yanked backwards.

yangyang turned around, harshly pulling his hand off of the other's hold until he looked up. his glare was changed into a sorrowful look and the stiff posture he had beforehand finally relaxed.

"are you okay?" dejun asks, innocently staring at the other. "no."