Almost
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"The frustration of the unknowable. The prevalence of words not said, feelings not expressed. The confusion of our navigation." —@loversdiction
Foreword
She had received a fair share of confessions. But there was one she could not decide what to call. Is there such a thing as an almost confession? It sort of belongs in that category.
An occurrence that made her question why he never said it—may it be like, love or in between— whatever it was.
Until now, a part of her still wondered what he actually felt for her at that particular time...
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A/N: just because I'm craving for baekdara...
(here's my first baekdara oneshot)
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