Choiseunghyun (9 choiseunghyun fanfics)
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I was fourteen when I first fell in love or at the very least believed I was in love. She was beautiful and I could fixate on trying to describe her to you but then it would take me a long time and unfortunately, I, Choi Seunghyun, am not a patient man. So let me tell you, she is beautiful with black hair that reached midway to her back. There. That she had nice skin. There. That she had brown expressive eyes. There. And she had small pink lips. There. But most importantly, she was beautiful
Day in, day out. Different day, same old . It was a day like yesterday, perhaps a bit different but still the same. I sit at the back of the class as, I try to balance my chair on it's two legs. This had been entertaining before, I thought as I balance with my toes, arms outstretched.... I don't know when it stopped being amusing. Maybe it never was... "Mr. Choi." The teacher called out. I dropped the front legs of my chair, folded my arms to my chest, lif
Seung hyun stood, his head bowed down looking at a speck of red marring the white of the wall. His eyes felt like they were burning from the outside in. There was a numbness spreading from the crown of his head and his chest. He wasn’t quite sure if he had started swaying, or had the room began to move. He doesn’t quite understand everything. Or perhaps he refused to understand. The numbness in his chest begins to part in a wave of intense pain; the liquid burn of tears begins to assault hi
"Let's just be friends." She hears herself say it and she feels quite cold after those words left . She had loved him so long. They were friends but they were more than that. She was never the person to leave. She was more of the type who gets left behind. The one who begs the other to stay. The dramatic girl who would stand on the rain and say, "Love me." But here in that moment, she had shed the role of the ever enduring martyr of love. She looks at him, chin ra
After Dara's tragic passing, Seunghyun is almost elbow deep in conflicting emotions. He receives her letter, with a few choice words: I'm sorry. I love you. ...and finds himself unable to give her the last thing she wanted-- forgiveness.