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"Hey there, moon. I have a request, a prayer if you might say. Please guide her, and she will be a companion to you as she was a companion to me." This is a story of a novelist with an uncertain future, and doctor searching for love's elusive grasp.
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You're Kim Myungsoo's girlfriend, and the two of you have been dating for more than three years. Myungsoo has always been the sweetest, kindest and well, not too funny guy but the point is - you couldn't ask for better. He doesn't look down on you for being in the middle-class family, neither does he despise you for not being as smart as he is. Your grades scrape through every year, and he's always been the cream of the crop. It was a fortunate turning point in y
Somehow two total strangers became friends and then something more through a note, a borrowed pen, mint candies and music.
Why can't you see me?
An unexpected rainstorm causes an unexpected personality change from the cold yet adored guy of the school, and she is there to witness it.
So, I thought of this before I slept last night, and I felt I just had to write it :)) It's just a scenario of how you two met. Since it's just a scenario, it'll probably be only 3-4 chapters long. Maybe, if a lot of people like it, I'll make it into a long fic <3 I hope you guys enjoy it <3
Bestfriend vs. Bestfriend? Macam mana ni? Mana satu patut pilih? P/S : Ni fanfics saya yg pertama, even ni bukan oneshot (lebih kpd 2 shot), hope u'll like it
"If I had not met you six years ago, my life would still be in black and white." - L "Appa, Omma. I will not be alone anymore." - Eunhye "I will always love you more than you love me." - L
The coffee shop we used to go to—our coffee
All he could say, is that he missed her
She can't sleep. He can't sleep. They should just talk right? They are best friends anyway. Oh wait. They were best friends. Huh. People change and promises are broken Clouds will move and skies will be wide open
Some things just never change, even after 948,608,000 seconds.
Tired from whole day at work in the cafe, she cracks her neck and rubs her nape gently, groaning softly. While walking to her front door, she opens her bag and looks for her door keys when she noticed an envelope on the floor. She stared at it questioningly as she unlocked the door. She picked up the envelope, examining it as she closes the door behind her. She puts her bag down on the floor and plops down at her sofa as she g
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