It all started with a can of coffee
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(Just ignore the picture. I know it screams gay but it seriously has nothing to do with the story. I was just bored and I feel like using the picture because this girl is one of those sekai shipper out there because its been sitting inside my folder for weeks.)
Hi! I'm back with another one-shot and this one is specially written for my lovely dongsaeng who chooses Sestal over Kaistal :P
Idea kind of (not really) based on Demi Lovato's Heart by heart. Started writing this story after I listened to the said song so yeah.
When your soul finds the soul it was waiting for
When someone walks into your heart through an open door
When your hand finds the hand it was meant to hold
Don't let go
Someone comes into your world
Suddenly your world has changed forever
No there's no one else's eyes
That could see into me
No one else's arms can lift
Lift me up so high
Your love lifts me out of time
And you know my heart by heart
When you're one with the one you were meant to find
Everything falls in place, all the stars align
When you're touched by the cloud that has touched your soul
Don't let go
Someone comes into your life
It's like they've been in your life forever
*Edited*
The side-story (can also be said as the continuation of this story) that depicts the development of Jongin and Soojung's relationship → Pleasurable Brutality
Foreword
“I don’t drink coffee,” he interrupted. With no other choice, the girl took it and the guy flashed her a smile in return. He then turned around and with his back facing the girl, he waved his hand while saying, “I’ll see you around, Jung Soojung!” then disappeared at the corner leaving the girl standing, feeling stunned as her name escaped the guy’s lips.
How did he know my name? The question swirled in her head but it dissolved into thin air unanswered.
The girl with the name Jung Soojung was certain that she never talked to the guy. Hell she never talked to any of her schoolmates since years ago so to say she was shock would be an understatement. People never seemed to pay any mind to her existence, not even little attention was given towards her in her few years of attending schools, let alone talking to her. She was like a ghost in a human form. A wallflower. She didn’t mind all that though. Involving herself with someone would only mean making commitment, and problems were most likely to occur because people her age like to make a big deal out of the littlest things and she surely didn’t have time for things like that. However, it seemed like her alone time will be gone and her dull life might be replaced by that of colourful one in the near future.
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