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it's love
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Waiter boy, waiter boy, waiter boy. Was he even a waiter?
Jisung paced up and down his kitchen, it was three in the morning, he was munching on a bit of cheesecake he found in his almost empty fridge.
A day had passed since he had ›encountered‹ the man from his dream. Or the man of his dreams? Hm.
In all the hours after the incident he hadn't left the student's brain once.
His beautiful face, gorgeous eyes and comforting aura pretty much killed all the negative feelings Jisung had felt since his stay here.
A huge grin was plastering his face as he let himself fall on his mattress.
Let himself fall on his mattress the way he fell in love with this man, just after seeing him once. Or twice, to be exact.
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138 words
yes you read that right.
beside my french essays this might be the shortest text i've ever written HAHA IT'S LITERALLY N O T H I N G
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city of stars | minsung
Fanfictionuntil now jisung hadn't really believed in love at first sight.
