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embullienced face of jimin made her stop momentarily and stare at him, he was truly alluring, his features were delicately soft, you could tell just by looking at his face, smooth, milky white skin, he was goddess like.
" how can you help me finish my list when i can't even see your face?"he asked as he straightened his crumpled shirt.
" i have my ways, human." she said staring at him.
" what ways?" he annoyingly asked.
" nah, im tired, just wait." was all she said before vanishinh into thin air.
'but it was only three o' five' he mumbled.
he decided to take a sleep as his body was flailing, but his mind has other plans- he was thinking about how they could possibly finish his list, he was anticipating on how she could unviel herself to him or in what way she would help him, he was energized just by thinking about his list.
it was eight in the morning where a knock on the door made him stopped watching movie and open the door.
there stood a lady with pale as snow skin and short black hair, he stood there looking at the person who was just looking at him with tired eyes, though he couldn't see them as she was wearing shades
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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.
