"-Aw, another one..., sighed Jisung. I'm tired of seeing this! I don't want it anymore!
-You're talking about those red strings again?, asked Felix.
-Hm. And I'll be happy if you could keep your left hand in your pocket, I don't want to see it either. Suddenly, the brunette got up and said: oh, look at me, I'm God! I'm going to give this boy some power that'll make him hate love forever because, well, why not!! I fucking hate this."
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Destiny; minsung
FanfictionWhen Jisung can see the red string hanging on everyone's pinky, he knows he'll never see his because that's his punishment for being able to see what others don't. Until he meets Minho, a boy who can only see his.
