Half-broken
Description
Best friend.
A word you use to describe someone whom you have had spent your few years with or more, one who laughs with you and shares all the happy memories with you, one who supports you in whatever things you do, one who gets mad at you but only for a short period of time because you need one another to tell your stories to.
But what if... That best friend is not the best of friend that you thought she was all those years.
Foreword
Best friend?
More like a traitor. I never knew such people exist in this world or I’m just too blinded by all those happy things happening around me.
Your best friend could even become your enemy.
And it was because of her, you were outcasted and left all alone, mending your own broken heart.
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“Younha, please listen…”
“Younha, please don’t go…”
“Younha… Please….”
DISCLAIMER:
Here's just a short story starring the main character, B.A.P and a few of its members whom I shall not disclose because then it'd ruin the suspense.
Thank you for reading and sorry to disappoint you if the BAP member is not your bias.
Anyway, if this story is near similar to anyone of you out there, my apologies. But really, I didn't copy or whatever. It just so happened to pop in this head of mine and I just decided to write it out.
Sorry if the story is stupid or cliche or or whatever, but I tried my best. LOL. No, I'm kidding. I just don't have the talent for creative writing. And my vocabulary is so very limited. I'm a er for that.
Also, if the story doesn't fit the foreword or whatsoever, my apologies. I'm just not good at this 'foreword' part.
Okay, I've said too many 'sorry's. Sigh. A girl has too many worries, and this is one of it.
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Enjoy reading! :D
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