Sweet November
Description
Kris recalled how and when he fell in love with her...
Foreword
Preview:
Kris, who was wearing black winter clothes with a red scarf around his neck, lost count of how many times he glanced at the door, hoping to see her angelic face.
What's taking her so long? He sat alone in a booth at a high class cafe and restaurant (frequented by lovers who wish to be uninterrupted) located somewhere in Gangnam, barely able to calm the excitement at the thought of seeing her again in only a few minutes. He knew he was being impatient. It's not her fault that he chose to come fifteen minutes before the agreed time.
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A/N: I miss Kris, thus this delusional fanfic of mine was the result >.<
Story and plot is mine. Any similarity with other stories is a coincidence.
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