soft rice, chewy seaweed, rich tuna. there's also a bit of soy sauce splattered there.
pencil scratching paper, a few eraser shaving, lead splinters.
the whole table was vacant, but she crossed her legs together on her seat. eating with one, writing with another, her mind was somewhere else.
and seokjin was occupied in working out who she is.
pause, look up, attention.
he looked away. she smiled. he peeked. she was working again.
YOU ARE READING
prism [ kim s.j ] ( fin )
Fanfiction❝ if you live to be a hundred, i wish to live a hundred minus a day so i'll never have to live without you. ❞ ❝ what does that mean? ❞ ❝ i love you too. ❞ ⇶ when seokjin sees colour, the rain comes by too quick † lower cased intended ...
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