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. . . . . . Sometimes I don't even understand why I hang out with Kim Haechan. It's not like we get along particularly well, and to be honest, there are more moments when he's just annoying. For example, he always approaches me with that shitty look on his face, he lives soaked in cigarette smoke, and even though he's a year older, his grades are... ha. Still, the reason I keep ending up in the same space as him is probably because I've become so ambiguously entangled with this son of a bitch. __________________________ We met fairly recently. We weren't in the same class; we just happened to run into each other in the hallway. At first, Kim Haechan tried to talk to me a few times, and I didn't respond. He looked like a total prick from the start. We started clashing from that point on, but strangely, even after a conversation ended, we weren't completely cut off. Haechan kept coming around, and after getting involved a few more times, we naturally started hanging out at some point. Rather than "naturally"... it might be more accurate to say I just missed the timing to cut him off.