To Fall. To Not Fall.
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Description
Have you ever plucked a flower's petals chanting over and over if that person loves you or not? To you, it seems like the most childish thing ever. Well, if you look closely, you can see a sillouette of a person picking flowers. Who can that be?
"She loves me. She loves me not."
Foreword
This isn't my first time attempting to write a fic, but let's hope I update this. ;)
I don't own the idols. I only own the plotline of this story. Poster credit to me, but pictures used credits to the original owners.
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