Bent but not broken
Description
Jeongguk walks on the noisy and crowded street of Hongdae. Wearing all black and holding a black bag as well. He looks intidimating and he doesn't mind all the stares and glances the strangers are giving to him. His thoughts filled with "Jeongguk. It's all over. We're over."
Foreword
Sorry for my crappy english and btw u can notice this ff was inspired when jk went at hongdae alone though i'm late i still wanna do it! Enjoy ;)
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