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You’re a queenka. What a word to start on a story. Not that y kind of course. It’s not that you label yourself as one but people treat you like one.
Who said that a queenka must be beautiful? (Gosh u’ve got moles all over your face).
Who said that a queenka must be smart?( Hello, your class ranking maintained in the number 39. Well, out of 39. Better than zero).
Who said that a queenka must be rich?( Your house yourself is a bedroom in a kitchen in a living room).
Who said that a queenka must be fashionable? (You even wear a sweatpant in your skirt)
So why are you a queenka?
Continue reading to know it.
Foreword
Hi u all readers!!!! This is my 2nd ever fanfic. I really hope you all would read till the end of the story. I'll try to make the story a kind of hillarious and not cliche. Do comment and subscribe!! I need supports to continue this story. Tell me if u like it and shut up if u don't (joking). So.. Enjoy reading!
OH! before I forget. I really like to write stories where you/I are the kind of hot stuff in school (because I really am famous at school! *joking*). Try to make yourself comfortable if you're a kind of an introvert person. Thanks!
Do not plagiarize (is that how it's being spelled?) and grammar errors is a must for me. hahah.
Don't read if u think you're RapMon because you would tell the other BTS about this. haha.
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