I copied your actions and it made your smile bigger.
I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned around, only to see no one
but when I turned back to look at you, you weren't there
you were gone,
leaving with white feathers slowly falling over me.
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The Seatmate || Park Jimin
FanfictionBeing seatmates with a silent kid is sometimes good or sometimes bad. He would smile, laugh, and giggle but never really said a single word. I would speak the whole time but instead of him saying anything, he just passed a note with words written to...
