"𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗈, 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗎𝗇𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍."
min micha picks up the pieces of her unattended life back home after spending some time abroad in order to deal with the loss of her brother s...
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𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰
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chapter ༊*·˚#𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗹𝘃𝗲
'it must've hurt how fast you fell for a match made in hell.'
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"Misha." Seojun held the girl tightly in his arms as her breathing fastened. He had dealt with the girl's panic attacks many times in their trainee years so he knew a mile away what was going on with the girl. "Come on, let's get you seated." He notified the girl of his next moves, and he took a couple of slow steps further to seat the girl down on the waiting chairs. Micha's breathing fastening he placed his hands on hers to separate them from fidgeting. He held tightly with his excuse, crouching in front of the girl looking up to catch a glimpse of her face. "Can we name 5 things we hear?" He asked seeing her eyes closed with her under-eyes wet from leaking tears. She nodded yet stayed silent. "Okay, I will go first... I hear automatic doors sliding, I can hear that nurse's slippers annoyingly squeaking as she walks." He said with a chuckle which started to calm. the girl as her attention was diverted to hearing the squeaks. "I-I... hear the doctor talking, also the girls gossiping at the reception." Micha managed to name a few. "Ah, you always eavesdropping to gossip, indubitably." He joked which made the girl chuckle again as her breathing calmed. He wrapped his arms around the girl tightly which the girl gave in letting her tears wet the shoulder of his jacket.
