Another week went by and he was a no show. I was currently at Café Tribe and was willing to wait all day for him, but it was nearing 23:00 and they were about to close up. Another day wasted doing nothing, but this nothing was still important.
I made my way out and into the dark spring night, I slowly walked to my dormitory as I felt demotivated and worried, but as I made my way I saw a dark figure sitting under a tree with nothing but an illumination of what I predicted to be a phone. With the littlest hope inside me I walked towards the figure and saw a seated namjoon.
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Ketchup -book I- knj
FanfictionShe could describe cold and silence, better than any lonely person ever could. She was like a abandoned whale swimming in the ocean, all a alone without anyone to understand her. Suddenly he appeared, like an angel caved by god himself, sent for her...
