"do you remember? when i was a crying mess and you lead me to an abandoned alley?"
"the walls were all plain. white. boring."
"you gave me a can of spray paint. i immediately knew what you meant."
"but should i really?"
"you touched my free hand. you told me to let all my frustrations out."
"i was thinking, yea you're right. it is really a better way than suicide."
"so there i go, my first spray. it was so horrendous, you laughed."
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graffiti | jungkook
Short Story❝paint it however you like, the walls are all yours.❞
