I Cannot Hate You
Description
He’s there.
Busy writing new lyrics, composing new songs for his team’s comeback.
Papers are thrown everywhere.
A cup of Coffee on his table.
Spending his day in those small room.
But, then.
Did he even noticed me?
I’ve been standing here for an hour.
Foreword
Hey guys!!
It's me again..
I'm back..
Well, I have been busy for my study and luckily I have plenty of time now so i decided to make a onshot..
No silent reader and please subscribe.
I am still new so there might be some grammar mistake.
Thank you !
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