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I Just Know It He's Gonna Deny This Photo Just Like He Did With Drive And Red Lights

I just know it he's gonna deny this photo just like he did with drive and red lights
He probably be like "nahh stay this was all in the name of science and biology I was just taking off my shirt and jisung took this for fun I was just stretching! def not posing for u guys wdym haha ?"
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