You walked into the class ,full of people who have years to live, you sat next to me and I heard in the back of my mind, your death date was 18th February. You slept on the desk all through the lesson i whispered to you that it was the end of the lesson and you looked up with a tear stained face and nodded your head in gratitude and left. I wondered why your death date was so close. At lunch i came over and sat next to you, we talked and shared phone numbers. The end of the day soon came and we went our separate ways. I slept with you on my mind.
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Knowledge//J-Hope
FanfictionA story in which a girl knows the date someones going to die but not the cause. BTS short story.
