Jongin had promised he would come back. He had promised Kyungsoo that everything would be okay. Jongin lied.
All that he has is the memories of both of them, and he replays it again and again.
Im Jinah, known to the fashion world as "Nana," was a top class fashion designer. She was an astringent, fearless, and seemingly emotionless Chief Executive of the presitigous label "I.M Attire." Designing everything from dog to fashionable old woman clothes, the company was well known. Although seemingly emotionless, it is revealed she has a problem with rain and anything having to do with it. Park Sooyoung, known to the world as Sooyoung, was her assistant. She was a normal young w
It's not Jihoon's fault he dresses cutely, blame his height and the fact that small clothes seem to always be babyish.
"I know you'll ask me to hold on And carry on like nothing is wrong But there is no more time for lies
Chasing after you is like a fairytale, but I, Feel like I'm glued to this carousel . .
At the age of seventeen I would have never guessed I would have been forced to move in with my aunt because I got pregnant. I always thought my parents would be there for me no matter what had happened. Yes, that is right me, Oh Jisu, honor roll stu
Jinah tapped her fingers on her desk, a small frown on her lips. In front of her, a poor lowerclassman seemed to be nearly pissing himself as he offered her some bread. It was a pretty annoying experience really. Especially considering Jinah didn't even like banana. She was sure it was quite humiliating for the boy, especial
It is 8am. The sun is shining brightly with white clouds surrounding it. The beach is not too crowded for them to enjoy themselves. They reserve a nice umbrella to sit under, not too near the water. Byunghee puts all his bringing onto the sand, and lets Jooyeon place the mat under the umbrella.