i could only laugh at how ironic this is. mina should be dancing there, at the stage where she belonged. she should be there passionately dancing to Giselle, perfectly portraying a romantic tale of innocent love and betrayal like how she does it. but as i opens mina's apartment door with my spare key, i saw her inside packing her things like her life depended on it.
panting, my lip curved. "jeongyeon?" mina stood up, shocked. "what are you--"
i cut her off, "i was wondering if you would like some walk up the park," i asked ever so softly, "with me?"
the whole time, our eyes were locked on each other's. like old times, she smiled and said yes.//
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2. white rose 》jeongmi
Short StoryThis is a sequel. Please do not read without reading the first part of the story. First Part is titled "Black Swan".
