My head was exploding with ideas, but with each idea slowly being formed on paper, they were just getting crushed and thrown into the bin. Why were they so.. off? They didn't match, didn't sound right, notes clashed, pitch was off. Any words couldn't explain what I felt, my love.//50 words
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Short and Sweet
FanfictionA (maximum) 50 word per chapter one-shot/prompt collection. These stories are inspired by single words/objects and will either be featuring Mamamoo, or un-named, leaving the characters to your imagination! If this explanation is still unclear, take...
