"Lambiyan Judaiyan
Hisse sadhe aayiyaan
Rabba ve Mohabbatan
Kyun tu banaayiyaan"-----------------------------------------------------------------
The more i hear this song....
The more....... It flash in my head.....
I can see.....
A picture of Jungkook.....
Showing his bunny smile but......
This pic.....
I haven't seen it before.....
Why am I feeling like.....
This is.... Real....?
A clear road... With beautiful evening sky....
And.....
Why am i feeling like.....
I and Jungkook.....
Used to hold hands together...?
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"Aish... Cut the crap yn..."
She woke herself up from her thoughts and number to herself.
"Your just making things..."
She mumbled to herself again and started taking steps...
She continued to take steps for a 8-9 mins
"Ah... Im hungryyy..."
She said while rubbing her tummy.
She walked again for a 7-10 mins and saw a restaurant.
"Oh- myyyy gawwddd~~~"
She said to herself while rubbing her tummy.
She didn't wait a second. She ran to the restaurant and peeked inside through the glass door."I guess it's safe.."
Mumbled yn and she slowly opened the door and saw a boy back facing yn. She went to a table and sat there.
"Excuse me miss, what would you like to order?"
The man asked politely.
"Aah.... Actually idk much Korean food as I'm coming from abroad... So can you please help me with choosing a food to eat?"
Yn asked politely with puppy eyes.
"Oh! Yeah, How can I help you?"
Said the man. He seem very young. Almost 2 or 3 yrs elder that yn.
"I... Im a bit hungry... I wonder if you could choose me a food item to have..?"
Asked yn politely.
"Oh! Yeah! Its fine! I can help you miss"
He said cheerfully.
"Oh! Thank you so much! And you can call me Yn"
She said thankfully.
"And you can call me Soo Hyun"
He said.
"Aahh dea.. Soo Hyun ssi"
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"Let's meet again, in our NEXT LIFE"
Fanfiction"Story of a girl . . . . Who saw her past life . . . . . After getting blessed by an angelic person . . . . . . . Then she realised that . . . . . . . . The reason that she reborn . . . . . . Was . . . . . . To complete her incomplete love story...