"If you've got the time, we can play a game. It's easy. We just see if I'm the same shape as the space you have inside you. If everything fit, we both win. If it doesn't, don't force it. That's how you get splinters in your heart." — The Circle, Triangle, Square (from the poetry book: "I Wrote This For You: Just The Words")

Jeongmisahyo turn on vlive, do what Twice girlies do best, and then they cuddle afterwards.

Jeonghan had always prided himself in being a rational man, a realistic man, so with that being said, when Seungcheol had asked him months ago if he believed in forever, Jeonghan had quickly answered no, he didn’t. “Nothing lasts forever; everything will come to an end at some point.”

It didn’t take a genius to know that Chou Tzuyu was awkward with men—or maybe it did, considering how many men walked up to her on the daily, trying their hand at getting the chance to hold hers. Junhui wondered as he watched from across the library if it was her naturally polite nature that inflated every man’s ego on campus; Tzuyu was straightforward, blunt, almost to a fault, but she was also respectful and careful to not be rude. It was charming, and that was the exact reason why he was s