hi..|erase erase|
how do you do? |erase erase|
how do you even start writing in this stupid notebook? |erase erase|
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"oi, taehyung."
"holy crapㅡNAMJOON! don't sneak up on me like that!"
"sorry couz, you looked like you were actually studying. it bothered me."
"ha ha, funny."
i scowled at my cousin before he took a seat beside me, taking a peek at what i was writing. "i guess i was right. you weren't actually studying." he mused, making fun of my draft afterwards.
"is that supposed to be a love letter or what?" he asked, chuckling. but before i could even ignore him, his hand landed right on top of my notebook. blocking it.
"okay that's enough." i pulled my notebook away from him and glared momentarily "stop nosing around someone else's business will you?"
"taehyung, are you serious?" namjoon scoffed in disbelief and turned to face me, "since when did you take an interest in this? i thought girls are stupid?"
"shut up it's different this time!"
i must've startled him because he just looked at me with eyes wide open. well, whatever. "am i even speaking to taehyung right now?"
"no. you're talking to the coolest guy on earth." i exclaimed, making him scowl at my sarcasm. "whatever. who is it for anyway?"
"remember the notebook that i was talking about? the girl? the owner of this notebook, it's for her."
"oh! that purple notebook you've been so hung up on? waitㅡ was it from that incident? that reckless girl?"
"yeah. and she's in this school."
namjoon gasped and smiled after seeing me flash my treadmark boxy grin. "wah. i can't believe this.. is this fate?"
"i think so too."
"but does she even remember you?"
"no."
"then how are you going toㅡ"
"that's why i plan on telling her everything, in this notebook of mine."
i continued to write on the first page and smiled at how i scribbled on the first two pages
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hi, my name is kim taehyung
YOU ARE READING
note to self | vrene
Фанфикnote to self: i fell in love with a boy named kim taehyung. ㅡbaejoohyun ㅡ joohyun was plain and boring, she didn't really stood out that much in the crowd. to her, everyday was the same routine. living a life of an ordinary high scho...
