"𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗈, 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗎𝗇𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍."
min micha picks up the pieces of her unattended life back home after spending some time abroad in order to deal with the loss of her brother s...
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𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰
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chapter ༊*·˚#𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻
'i must be a fool who can't be helped, even when the seasons change; i don't."
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"You are a man now, wow leaky, you did grow up." Micha joked getting up on her feet and fixing up her uniform now that it was colder she was regretting the cropped sweater choice she made in the morning. "Leaky? My mother told you that?" He asked knowing only his mother and sister knew about the childhood nickname he had. "We talk a lot." She smiled while her tone was more threatening. "Come on." She said as she took a couple of steps with a slight limp because of the pain. "What an independent lady you have become, espresso." He said as he slid his arm underneath the girl's legs and picked the girl up with ease. "Espresso? Min Miha, when I get my hands on you.." She spoke seeking vengeance from her mother. It was a fair play of childhood nicknames between the two.
Micha when little would sneakily drink espressos to mimic her father she idolized so much and run around with diapers from caffeine overload, once falling into the pool and crying for hours. Even when she stopped that habit the nickname granted by her father stuck around because of her undying energy to talk really fast and be a bit too crazy.
