In the end, Jisung knew life wasn't finished with him, he felt it deep in his soul.
After all, Jisung didn't like sad ending.
A cliché-cheesy-angsty story, made by a struck romantic girl.
/!\ Mentions of drugs, addiction, alcohol, unintentional self...
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"Let the summer behind, summer memories only became pain."
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LOGIN MUSIC....
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⌜⌝ ılı.lıllılı.ıllı.
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Minho felt happy.
His beloved soulmate was back, and so was his happiness.
He couldn't ask for more, and only wished that this happiness last forever.
But wasn't he already asking for more?
Minho sighed, trying to shake his dark thoughts as he breathed into the chill air. As they got out of the hospital to let Felix and Jisung talk, the rain has stopped. Sun slowly peeking out of his hiding, casting orange glows on the floor.
It was pretty, and Minho felt a smile slipping into his face.
"Hey Minho Hyung." Hyunjin's voice broke his peaceful bubble, but turning around; he met smiley faces, all warmly looking at him. "Nice to see you smile again." Hyunjin finished, patting Minho's shoulder in a conforming manner.
