The frustration had reached its zenith, seeking ways to claw itself out of my veins as I grappled with my rising fury. I crushed the photograph I had been holding tightly, my hands shaking as I struggled to contain the feelings which were threatening to overwhelm me. It was no use. I needed an outlet for this consuming rage, for this crushing sense of resentment. And as my eyes slid over to the barrage of images which were cluttered over my rundown desk, I realized, a gleeful smile forming over my face, that I had finally found one.
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When Death Calls - BTS / Kim Namjoon Fanfic
FanfictionLee In Ha's life is as ordinary as it can be, barring a few troublesome colleagues and an over-achieving boss. The head of the 'Events' section in one of the most prestigious and celebrated magazines in Seoul, she is content with where her life is h...
