Moonbyul couldn't close an eye that night.
It wasn't often that she'd have trouble sleeping, but when she did, it was likely that she was going to be awake the entire night, so she'd spend it trying to find things to keep her busy.

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She had already passed two enjoyably quiet hours in the library, though the ambient was growing way too warm for her liking so she decided to visit her favourite spot─ the rooftop of the tallest building of the school.

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She stood on the very ledge, something about being barely a step away from death felt so incredibly thrilling.
Moonbyul wasn't suicidal or anything of that sort, to some extent, you can even say she quite liked her life.

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But standing there she felt like she had something important in her hands─ a life, her life, her most precious gift, something she really valued. Even in the days when she felt like merely a punctured soul, she knew that there was someone, somewhere thinking she was golden.

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So she felt like she was toying with death, keeping it on the edge, around the corner, ready to catch her as soon as she loses grip.

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"aren't you going to jump? hesitation is the sign of a weak mind" The voice of a boy unexpectedly sliced through the silence but to her own surprise, it didn't startle her.

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"should i jump?" Moonbyul asked, not turning around, almost like she was testing the person behind her. "You're putting your life in my hands"

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Moonbyul chuckled, shaking her head as she looked down on the backyard of the school, she was metres above it. "stupid enough to think I'd jump if you told me to?"

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"smart enough to know you weren't going to jump in the first place. you're not suicidal" Moonbyul scoffed a little, stepping down on the safe surface before turning to look at the person she had been talking to.

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Riki.

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"you don't know my life" she shrugged, even though he was right. "true, i don't. but now i know for a fact that I'm right"

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Moonbyul arched an eyebrow as if demanding a further explanation. "the answer doll face, it swirls within your eyes. You're an open book. One look at you and i know what you're feeling" The boy continued and Moonbyul's curiosity increased by the second.

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"right now you're irritated and you want me to leave, is that correct?" Moonbyul gulped thickly and nodded her head. "this is my spot so please leave" she requested and a Cheshire cat smile stretched Riki's lips.

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"i thought you'd steal the personality of that character with your name in that stupid book, but you're quite the opposite. So kind and polite, even after the way i talked to you today" Riki observed, looking intrigued and Moonbyul folded her arms over her chest.

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"i don't see a point in holding grudges." Riki furrowed his eyebrows, unsure if he agreed with her statement. "people will take advantage of you if you always forgive them"

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Moonbyul clicked her tongue. "i know that, i don't give out more than two chances. Anyway Riki, it was nice talking to you. . . without you yelling at me, i guess, have a good night"

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Riki's fingers wrap around her wrist before she could leave him there standing like a complete idiot. "don't go yet"

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Moonbyul took her time to admire the guy in front of her, the way the moonlight kissed his porcelain skin, allowing her to distinguish his beauty marks scattered all over it like stars on a night sky, his lips pink and plush and eyes sharp and she certainly couldn't ignore the cinematic way the wind pushed his dark hair to the side.

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"weren't you blonde in the book?" She asked, tilting her head and ab incredulous laugh left Riki's throat. "Alright doll face, let's clarify something─ I'm not that guy and I'm not your book boyfriend so get any delusional ideas out of your head, okay?"

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Moonbyul rolled her eyes when he ruffled her hair, awakening a deep desire within her to snap his stupid hand. "don't you think the coincidences are too strong though? Some things were just to specific, we both look exactly as described in the book"

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Riki swallowed nervously, feeling slightly uneasy.
Although he didn't plan on admitting it, Moonbyul did have a point, and a good one.

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"i mean I'm not blonde and do you own a diary i could possibly read?" He asked with an eyebrow raise and Moonbyul just shook her head in response, a feeling of slight embarrassed creeping within her.

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"see? stop being delusional"