Once in a decade, she breathes. And as she closed her eyes in the dignity of life, a petal departs by the thin air -- Out of ten. And he

There was once an author named Minny. From what all of us could evenly saw, this girl of an unknown age had been dealing with quite a lot of trouble of shutting her brain down. And yes, through this all, we could also see that she was somekind of regretful of being in a green land called AFF.

Joo Hyun are the words, and Luhan is the flowing fluid. When the words fade away before the fluid can even notice, perhaps, it is the moment when the fluid never know what the words actually mean.   Poster  & background credits goes to --YatLuvG @ 

Every single smile of hers, Marked a pretty flair in their hearts. And as they have their heart flutter, they always knew one single thing -

In her only life, there were three things that she admired through her eyes : water, reflection and glass. Just a single lie, and everything that she saw will fade their existence.    

Was she afraid? She seemed so frail and small as if she might shook herself into dust, flying along with the unknown essence of the air. She seemed as if she was hiding her own silhouette away from everyone's sight.

Flowers were daringly beautiful, as how much it was wonderfully meant and the beautiful essence of it created flawless memories, silhouetting its' blossoming presence. Notes were buried in deep silence, yet so, the rhythmic tune of it resembled the emotions which secretly lied beneath the heart of one's soul.

"That book in many's eyes doth share the glory

"Excuse me, sir, but may I know where am I now?" The old, bald man turned his attention to her, his eyes widen in surprise. "Oh, how could you be alone, little girl? Where's y

Love is painful. It tore apart the pieces of one's heart violently into broken, scattering puzzle pieces that almost impossible to be attached. And humans will force themselves to rest by the state that they would've their wrists with knives, leaving the painful thought on their back for the past, erased.

I wiped the little droplets that have been covering the glasses, taking a clearer view inside. "Sehun!" I called him

  Clumsiness in love

February 14th, 2002 Dear diary, HIM. It's him. Kim Min Seok. I

  I suddenly stopped on my tracks. Something small and pink-coloured caught my eyes.