I can't hold in my feelings for him.  When I see him, my heart pounds a little faster than usual.  I sink my teeth into my lower lip to keep myself from saying anything that shouldn't be said aloud.  I want to embrace and hold him forever.               I want to squeeze his cheeks just for a little bit as if he were a child.  He is just too godamn cute.  Someone just sue me, please.            His cuteness is just overloaded.

          I think Kai only keeps me at his side because he wants to carry the pain of his burden. His sin. When he is judged by many people and alchemists like himself, he looks straight forward and pretends not to hear. He knows what he has done wrong. He fought for love but never got the love he wanted. Instead, he gained my love. Over the ye

Everyone in Seoul is a fairy tale creature.  Some are vilians while others may be heroes.  Or perhaps even a damsel in distress. Well, Do Kyungsoo is none of the above.  He is nothing but a newspaper boy who delivers newspapers. Can you guess whos who?

        All mail comes in different sizes and shapes.  Some are letters to one another.  A few may be huge packages containing goodies.  Others may be bills that are needed to pay expenses.  However, all the mail goes to one place before it is sent out to the receiver.  Kyungsoo the Dormouse is known as the mailman of the Country of Hearts.           In rain, wind or shine, he will make sure to send it to y

      I'm not cute at all. I have big eyes and I'm so short. Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee makes fun of me for my love of cooking. I'm no wonderful person at all. Everyone makes fun of me. I don't deserve love.