I looked over to the window and quickly ran towards it.
I realized that there were white feathers falling from the sky,
just like last time I saw you.
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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...
