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We woke up as the perfect couple, the perfect beings, the perfect match. That is what the media label us as, but what they don’t know is everything changes behind closed doors. And yet we were nothing more than two acquaintance linked by a ridiculous relationship the world have nicely cursed upon us. And so the two of us held our hands together as a perfect couple in every event, and yet lived as strangers at home. But the courtesy wouldn’t last, and that’s
It was Year 2191 when the phenomenon started. The world is frozen, frozen in its time. It started in the states, then the Middle East, Africa, and then a year later, Korea felt it too. But there was Shynn, who thought she was the only one left in this world that was spared by the frozen time. She wandered far and beyond, longingly in search of anyone, or even anything that might suffer the same fate as her. And she finally met him - someon
Repertoire ˈrɛpətwɑː/ noun a stock of plays, dances, or items that a company or a performer knows or is prepared to perform. We are a bunch of fools that are prancing around the stage. For what? I no longer know. For who? I’m not sure either. Sometimes, I feel like I’m the repertoire, not the one performing the repertoire.
“We are one sir,” Suho said, cocking his brows. “We?” The sir said, confused. “One,” Suho said, smiling sinisterly. “There’s only one of us, and my name is Exo.”
If Baek Hyun ever advises you on how to chase a girl, do the exact opposite.
“Will we meet again?” I ask quietly. The bustling of the streets and the sound of cars zooming on expressways filled the empty silence that lay around the night. He stood on the edge of the building, while I took the safer option of sitting beside him instead. My bare feet dangled along the building walls as I glanced down to see the ground forty levels away. “Let the living live the lives the dead cannot live anymore,” He said before clin
櫻花的傷痛開始於它們掉落的那一刻,但也完結在它們掉落的那一刻 The pain the Cherry Blossoms feel starts the moment it falls, and yet it also stops the moment they fall. My name is Tsukiko. And his was Lay. We are known to be siblings to our comrades. But perhaps, perhaps there was something more to it that we have to keep hidden to the public.