MAIN CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE ADULTS.
"Why can't I act normal when I'm with you?"
IN WHICH he is too shy to confess and she is too silly to notice his real feelings, that just leads to many misunderstandings and living the biggest frustration...
HELLO HELLO HELLOOO MAMA PASSED TUKKIS AND IM FREE AND I HAVE WINTER BREAK AND ILL SCREAM ALL THE HECK I WANT
hehe sorry im late i was supposed to come back like three or four days ago but i was WITHOUT INTERNET THE WHOLE MO👏 THER👏 FUC👏 KING👏 DAYS👏 it was traumatic lemme tell apparently someone was fixing something i dont know the heck where but it left me with my internet at the edge of death and it was sad. i was left alone with my thoughts, what was i supposed to do? go out and sunbathe? spend time with my family? save the world? plssssss BUT I HAD TIME TO WRITE and hehe maybe MAYBE NOT someone wrote some smut for dirty mind, the forgotten child of mine
SOOOOOOOO, i'd be all sentimental and boo boo and tears here and tears there but this is not like the last post. we still have the epilogue to come so it's not the last time you hear of me, in general too bitches stop saying goodbye like im your dad going to buy cigarettes i'll be back with new projects
okay so now i'll shut up and i hope you all enjoy this last part. love yaaaa
ill reply to your comments later bc im genuinely afraid of my internet running off again so i better update rn😭
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"This is a really bad idea"
The door in front of her eyes with that familiar killer rabbit painted in white was the same one she saw many times when she came to make out with the hottest tattoo artist in Seoul.
Ah, also the same door that received her that spring afternoon, months ago, when she came with that girl, the one we don't name, saying this was a bad idea.
"Bitch, she thought," Lisa snorted.
It was actually the best idea in the world.
Lisa entered and the bells on the door warned her arrival. Immediately, the girl behind the counter looked up from her white laptop and smiled at her.
She was the prettiest girl Lisa had ever seen in her life. She was pale with bright little eyes and pink painted cupid bow lips, and her long black hair was shining magically thanks to the LED lights behind her. She was glowing.
"Annyeong! Yeongan!"
"I came here for a tattoo miss," Lisa told her, approaching her with slow steps and a playful smile on her lips.
The girl stretched her lips out thoughtfully and her gaze slid over her body slowly, like analyzing her. Then her expression changed to an amused one. "The 4 PM girl is you?"
Lisa couldn't help but laugh, breaking character. "Yes! This time is me," she leaned an elbow on the counter and flipped her black hair back. "Prettier than the last one, right?" she flirted, wiggling her eyebrows.
