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Key sat on the swivel chair, reading the strange sounding words bouncing off his screen. Outside, Minho and Jonghyun were probably watching some stupid drama or other on full volume; the sounds of squabbling high-school kids and unnecessary sound effects made their way even through the thick wooden door of the study. The diva tutted in irritation, because the article he was reading had used some pretty difficult words. He
Kibum stood in front of the mirror, fixing his messy eye make-up with the utmost concentration—“messing it up to perfection” he explained when Minho had bothered to ask. He usually didn’t because inquiries with Kibum often led to boring day-long explanations with no real point, sometimes accompanied by quotes and graphical representati
“Taemin ssi, is there anything between life and death?” the boy asked. Like every day, they sat next to the gradually warming window. Like every day, the plates were cleaned in minutes. Like every day, the cups issued steam and the coffee was a little too bitter. Like every da
I have a thousand wishes, And each one kills me. - Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib