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ÂŤ âş Âť â SIX OâCLOCK in the morning, search the Seventeen dorm,        and youâll see young men asleep, mostly exhausted         from their strenuous activity, except for the hushed bic-        kering from the other side of the dorm.Â
          â Yah, you took my toothpaste, didnât you? Give it back,        where is it? â
âş Upon the appearance of the elder, he swiftly tucked the tube    inside his back pocket, hands automatically raising in defense.    Living with twelve other inmates men, running out of essentials    was almost second nature. The situation was clearly inevitable    and, at times, members would go out and purchase their own.    Running late for their own schedule, the younger had no choice    but to borrow some, though perhaps it seemed that wasnât much    of a good idea.
   â I donât have anything! Hyung, I swear! â
