He ended up getting Yoongis Twitter, the older told him to text him if he needed help.
With bleach in his hair he decided to go through his closet and get rid of some stuff.
Clothes he used to like were now thrown on the floor next to shoes he once liked.
With scissors he sat on the floor with a pair of black skinny jeans, cutting slits into the knees.
"Out with the old, in with the new."
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HYEYA.
FanfictionTAEHYUNG • JUNGKOOK. - The seasons have changed. So have you and I. The moment I saw you standing across the street with red flushed cheeks I hopped my heart would flutter and maybe skip a beat. - Completed• ✔. Edited • ✔️. Short Story • ✔️.
