Into Your World. [Minho/OC]
Description
...I went to title this and it came out as another EXO song... Well, now that I think about it...Isn't it just the other name for the song "Angel"?
Moving on, this is the continuation/sequel/whatever you want to call it for the other candy floss fluff I wrote with Minho. [Making me realize that I haven't written not one for Taemin...]
But I reread the story and the request for a sequel got my gears going, and I had an idea, so I'm going to go with it.
For my other stories, I have another habit where I actually start writing new chapters or actually start the story, but I don't finish it until I feel I have the right inspiration for that particular one. I guess all writers kind of do that, but I think it's personally a kind of weird habit for me since I start so many different ones at a time...
Sorry for rambling, but I thought I'd kind of just make that known~
The sequel to: Guardian Angel Requested by: choimichiyo
Minho's more than human. He has to be. His personality is too perfect, not to mention his looks. He just doesn't seem human. But...maybe he's not.
P.S. Don't judge me for using my name as the character. I had an author moment and decided to connect it, in a way, to my other story I'm working on. (^^;;)
Foreword
Amber stared at him. Thankfully, he was too busy looking at his textbook to notice, not that it would have stopped her from staring. She couldn't. Something was different about him. Or maybe she was just noticing it.
"...Did you ever tell me where you're from?"
He raised his head enough for his eyes to meet hers, "Where I'm from? I don't think so. Why?"
She shook her head, "I just...I don't know. I get the feeling that you're not from around here."
He chuckled softly, sitting all the way up now, "I'm not really."
"Where are you from?"
"Just some small town," he smiled, putting his attention back on his work before checking a text message.
Amber shook her head. She could feel it, whatever it was. That was a lie. She wasn't going to pry since it wasn't that big of a deal. Maybe he just didn't want to remember where it was that he was from.
The thought was pushed to the back of her mind as they both got back into their work, but that feeling - that incredibly strong notion - wasn't going anywhere any time soon. She was going to need a legit answer before she felt satisfied.
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