Silently, Junsu allowed a nameless medic to usher him from the accursed chair and lead him towards an empty seat. Offering a faint curl of the lips that could almost pass as a smile, he sank into the open corner of the couch and all focus shifted once again.
This time, no one hesitated. As soon as the hard wood of the restraining chair was vacant
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