All she ever had was her parents, her few friends, and her sketchbook. Never did they expect that something as simple and common as a sketchbook would bring about painful and happy memories.

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He grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him, sending her lips crashing into his. He didn't care whether there were people who could see their intimacy, all he cared was to show her how much she meant to him. How much someone could ever mean to him, and how he wasn't going to let her go anytime soon. Her knees went limp and her mind stopped working. Moments ago, she was struggling to get out of his grasps, now, she was even answering his sweet kisses back. Her hand unconsciously let go of the balloon she was holding and both her hands went to the back of his neck, pulling him closer and into a deeper kiss. From then on, both realized just how much they fell in love with each other for the last four weeks they spent.

"No no no no! What the hell do you mean by she's gone?! Where is she?! TELL ME!!!"

"O..O..ppa... Yo...Yo~ng...oppa"

"If you were planning on leaving me from the start,
then you shouldn't have made me fall in love with you at all."