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Hello! This is Gikanuna (: The story is about a girl who lost her memory and her best friend is currently trying to help her to get back the memory—of her best part of life. Of course it has to do with VIXX me
“What happened with your neck?” he asked, this morning when she served him a bowl of ginger soup with chicken wings. She just smiled, shook her head. Didn’t get the answer he wanted to hear, he groaned, “Answer me.” “It’s okay.”
:: index :: 1. Chocolate - Hong
Loving someone who already has his half isn’t a right thing. Or maybe putting him at first place is something she shouldn’t do.
She loves Hakyeon, but I love him too.
Have you ever heard that after you admitted to yourself that you like someone, they would appear more and more attractive, day by day? Have you ever heard that when you have a crush on someone, by looking at them eating only would make you full? Have you ever known that when you like someone, somehow the quantity of you meeting them would increase than it was before? Have you ever? I have.
"Clever girls attract me more," said Jaehwan. Gikanuna. 2013.
It was another boring day for him. Everything remained statistic; lessons, homework, sudden exams, break time, lunch time, girls were gossiping like no ends, boys were flirting around and teased the girls they had crush on, nothing special. Rooftop was always being his favorite place all over the school building. He loved to see the blue sky. He loved to see
She loves N, but N seem doesn’t really care. Gikanuna . 2013.
It has been two months since the day I broke up with him. The day I spent without him were hard and it was getting worse when I decided to move from Seoul to Beijing—I had to, because Seoul left me lot of memories with him and if I stayed there for too long, I was afraid that it would make me hard to move on. But eventually, lived in Beijing wasn’t as ea
But I definitely won’t make you cry for the same reason.
People said, our love just too precious. Our love is like a white cotton candy. Smooth, sweet, bright. People said, Our love just like happily ever after fairytales. No words, neither colour
She moved like a swan, to the right and then to the left. She swayed her hands slowly, gently as the air gasped the spaced between her body and her moving arms. She was a ballerina, with messy bun hair and beautiful legs. The delicate fingers of hers touched the table and put her trays on it. She pulled out the bundle of her bun, and re-do her hair right in front of me. Her neck w
You know I got so much but nothing's worth enough to put a price on us.
You’re just as beautiful as you are. Who needs mascara and make up.
"Stop staring at me or I will eat you up," said Hakyeon.
"How about split up?"
Changsub didn't think that he would have someone like that. But he glad that he had one.
Because every girls should know that they're pretty.
Waiting a little longer won't kill you.
For my friend ; as I promised you this fic I hope you like it.
“Good morning. I’m sorry for disturbing in early morning but Mum asked me to give you this,” she said it shyly as I opened the door for her. She knocked for like three times, and I had to get from the bed and walk from my room to the front door. She was standing there, with a two-layered lunch box in her hands. I lifted one of my eyebrows.
Would you kiss me and stop me from shaking?”
“I would like to protect you from anything that has a possibility to hurt you. I would like to take the pain away. Even though protecting you will send me to death, I’d like to. Because I know you’re worth to fight for. Because I know you’re not only a friend for me. Because I know this virtual relationship is deeper than anyone thought it would be.”
“Do you really enjoy this? Toying me? Do I look like a toy you can play around?”
She would never understand why he kept eyeing on her. She wasn’t that pretty, she only knew how to play violin—which isn’t too good to be proud of, she said—and she just transferred to the school a month ago. She wasn’t sure if she knew him, but he seemed familiar. =
Changsub was the only person she wanted to cherish the most in the world, yet he was someone who easily tore her apart.
“You are not, at least not now, but you will.”
“Sorry, I have to cancel our date this weekend.” “Is there something happened?” “No, yes, I mean, I have a sudden practicing.” “Oh, it’s okay then. Take your time.”
I want to know, who ever told you I’ll let you go, the only joy I’ve ever know.