Was it bad that I wanted to know her door number?
What if she was dying? (The thought was so overwhelming that I wanted to slap myself for thinking it)
All I knew was that she lived above my floor... so her floor must be either the fifth or sixth.
I headed for the stairs.
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Splendid || Jeon Jungkook
FanfictionA (probably) clichè love story between two neighbours. ----------------- Jungkook ff.
