A sorta depressed baekhyun

Mihama Nana was looking out of the window on the bus. Another day of school, another day of loneliness. Being a fish out of the water is a horrible feeling. Days carried on and she was not able to control her emotions until one day....      Note to all: Hello my fellow readers! It's been a long time since I posted my story. I'm trying to get the groove of writing back and I'll try my best in posting more stories. Right now, even though it's a short story, I still hope

Tao and Kris are art students. That’s the only thing they have in common. Tao believes his art is unique and something else. Kris believes art is something that should be normal and colorful; nothing like the art Tao creates. Tao uses whatever he can get his hands on. Kris uses watercolors and pencils. Maybe they have something else in common after all.

of smiles and laughter.txt virus   they call him the happy virus, who brought tears to many for making people laugh at his jokes, b

i love you, miyoungie. now goodbye.

He hated himself. Whether it was his face, his hair, his voice, or his entire being, he hated it. Every last bit.  But he also hated everyone else. Judg