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“The exception?” Doyoung huffs, “well—what if I’m the exception as well? What if I’m going to meet Seungyoun out on the town in like a month or whatever and it turns out we’re like—I don’t know, soulmates or some shit. Destined to be together.”
“Hate to say this, but you’re not the exception,” Johnny says, leaning even further forward, his elbows flat against the bar. Doyoung stares at him, his mouth falling open, “exceptions are rare, yeah? You’re the rule.”
“Which is?”
“If a guy doesn’t call you, he doesn’t want to call you,” Johnny says. “If a guy treats you like shit, he doesn’t care about you.”
“Your ex was right, you know,” he says slowly.
“What do you mean?” Doyoung tilts his head in confusion.
Johnny turns to face him fully, his expression is vulnerable now, raw. “When she said I like you. That I always had a soft spot for you.” He pauses, exhaling shakily. “She's right.”
Or, little did Doyoung and his best friend Johnny know, their graduation trip to Sapporo will change their friendship forever.