Maybe by fate.
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He was very tall, and has a well figure. You could feel the build of his muscular abs beneath you. His face, round. He had perfect teeth that was grinning at the moment. The smell of cologne on his skin smelled so good, it wanted to bring you nearer to him.
He said good night. Brushed off a stray hair from you face and left. The only thoughts you had that night was of the future, and of Choi Minho.
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