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My eyes were frightened after witnessing our chemist's door almost knocked over by a girl with blonde dyed hair who seemed to be in a bad temper.


She glared at me, her eyeliner smudged on her under eyes and wore sweatpants with a crop sweater which instantly made me turn away to not look at her bare stomach.




Before I could even call my parents to serve her, a hand slammed onto the counter as I witnessed her burst into tears that just wouldn't stop.



"Do you have by any chance," The girl huffed out as I faced her, my hands nervously shaking in case if she threw a fit at me.


"Anything for a broken heart?"

BROKEN HEART ― KIM TAEHYUNGWhere stories live. Discover now