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Wooyoung’s face is still flushed red. His hair is all over the place and flattened from the hat he was wearing that he’d lost somewhere along the way. San notices the mole on his bottom lip, like Wooyoung had tapped a pen to his lip in concentration like he did sometimes during vocal lessons and it had left a faint smudge on the pink of his mouth.
“Dance with me, it’ll be fun.” Wooyoung says. His voice is oddly serious, and he looks right into San’s eyes in a way that makes him want to look away.
Wooyoung comes into San’s life like the slow swell of the tide.
(Or: San does not realize that this is the beginning of everything.)