Another Little Scribble
Description
Joon could never understand Mir's obsession with writing everything down - nor could he understand the metaphoric phrases which lingered on his white washed walls and brand new car. Mir was a genius, they said. He was a phenomenon; he was amazing. But Mir wasn't that to Joon. Mir was a lost boy with a false sense of life. Mir was a scribble which would soon be forgotten. Mir was lost, just like all the little scribbles he wrote across the page.
Foreword
‘The actual ery.’
That was the first and last thing Mir would ever hear.
(A/N: OHMIGOSH WHAT IS THIS. This is kind of spur-of-the-moment writing which should make sense. Just don't mind all of the weird quirks, habits and qualities I give Joon and Mir. In this story, Mir will be left handed. Yes, what the actual ery.)
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