she showed him her notebook. "is my art beautiful?" she asked.
it was a bunched squiggles of ink.
"it's disgusting. what the fuck is this?"
"what do you feel with that?"
"i hate it. it's awful."
"good."
"it's shit. why is it good?" he threw back the notebook to her side of the table.
"because art is supposed to make you feel something - it was never supposed to be pretty."
he looked at her weirdly. "are you gonna eat your sushi?"
"oh, nah. you can have it."
"alright."
//updates once every two days maybe? and just one chapter though... idek -,-
// i realise i'm bad at fasting from EXO, EX'ACT is too aesthetic for my hearteu <3
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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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