This story is going to be really deep and will include themes like drugs, violence, suicide and abuse. It could be upsetting for some readers.
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Prologue
He looked at the paper for a while before folding it into a triangle and unfolding it right after. He then folded the two opposite corners of the paper inward, so that the open tips meet in the middle along the cease.
"What are you doing ?", I asked, looking at him puzzled from his side. "That's [...]"
I saw the corners of his mouth twitching up into a small smile,
"You know, life is like a paper plane.", he started while finishing the paper plane and holding it in his right hand,
"You must face some painful foldings to get in shape to fly."
I observe him looking into distance while sitting on the edge of the building he showed me a long time ago, having the night scenery of London laid out in front of us.
He then glanced at me shortly before throwing the paper plane by giving it a push to move forward. He watched the paper plane as it got smaller by increasing distance and disappeared when it suddenly changed it's direction.
"You remind me of a paper plane, I guess.", I thought out loud, making his attention turn towards me with a smirk.
"You know, being unpredictable and all that."
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After ending a dark chapter of her life, Olivia moves to another city and hopes to continue her life as calm and stress-free as possible.
That changes quickly when Jungkook, the biggest and most avoided thug in school, lays his eyes on her. However, little did she know that she already caught his attention.
And guess what:
When this guys' attention is caught once he is not avoidibly that easily.
He might be looking dangerous from the outside but from the inside, he has so much more to offer than anyone else she met before.
Will she gonna be successful in escaping from his dangerous world?
And what happens when both discover each others secrets?
Let the cat and mouse game begin...
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Paper Planes | Jungkook ff
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