porch swing
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Description
The porch swing held so many memories. Both good and bad. It was where things began and where things ended. It was where Wonpil had first asked Sana on a date. It was where Sana had said yes and where the next day, Wonpil came to pick her up.
Foreword
a/n: I really need to stop writing new stories when I still have like three others that I need to write. But, I can not help myself. I just come up with ideas that I have to share with others. I think I may seriously have a problem. Lol. Anywho, I hope all you readers would enjoy this ff. I have a good feeling about this one.
Warnings: lots and lots of angst.
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