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a notebook was found by the window, he opened the first page to see a letter.
dear jimin,
this notebook is given to you so
you could write the things you
wanted to happen, things
that could make you
happy- a bucket list.
from your angel,
ghost.
a smile unknowingly made way to his plump lips, such felicity, the way his eye turns to cresent shaped was alluring, it's such a waste no one could see them, now.
without ang doubt or hesitance, he wrote everything he wished would happen. pouring his heart out when writing, he didn't noticed the time that greatly passed him, not waiting him to catch up, the sky was turning dark ocean blue to ligh purplish pink. he looked at the time, two forty it said.
a sigh erupted his lips at the studden realization of which he couldn't ignore, he skipped his work. he couldn't let people that wanting to see him go in dismay. but on the contrary, he finished writing all of his wishes- over a hundred of them were listed by his sloppy writing.
" i see, you finished writing your list." she stated as she quickly glance at his paper.
he hummed as a response, he looked at the figure with bright eye smile and flashing aura, he seemed really happy, she couldn't do anything, but to stare at his form, his smiling form.
" so.. when do we start doing your wishes?" she asked as she built her self back, composing her self from falling hardly unto his innocent look.
" we? you'll be there?" he asked, his smile cascaded as his eyes wided at shock.
" yes, of course. why, you don't want to?" she asked as she looked at him.
his eyes looking so tiny as his grin was large, lips were stretched either sides.
" id love to."
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2 : 59 a.m
Fanfiction#85 -Seulmin his eyes widen at the reflection " are you a nutella? because i want you in my mouth." in which a boy would find someone watching him every 2:59 am.
