Fanfiction story of Monsta X. This short story follows a romantic interest in the rapper I.M. He is what every girl really desires, but not many can capture his dark heart. I.M and his group members hide a dark secret from everyone, and his world is...
Mister A as Monsta X's Lead rapper I.M ( his real name is actually Chang-kyun)
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Esmie as Alisha Boe.
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Lizzy as Blake Lively.
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"I am what I am, man," a man with the deepest voice I have ever heard drawled. He laughed with a bunch of guys, who I assumed were his friends.
They were all very close to each other, it was a sight to watch from the distance. But I felt like a creep, sat at the corner of the coffee shop.
I sighed and looked out. It was raining in Seoul and I couldn't help but shiver. The cold season had settled, and it reminded me that I had no boyfriend to keep me warm on these cold days. I sighed, I guess the goddess of love had not been listening to my prayers. I took one last glance at the boys, who were sat sprawled across the seats across me.
I took them all in, one by one. Taking in their perfect facial structures and brightly coloured hairs. They must be a boy band or something. It made no sense how they were insanely attractive.
My heart began to race as I took in the guy with the deep voice, he was preoccupied on his phone and his hair was a deep chestnut brown. The sides were parted, exposing his forehead. He had on a dark blue knitted jumper. It was fitted, and I couldn't help but admire how good he looked.
His pierced ears gave his whole look an edge, but what really caught my eye was the facial expressions he was pulling whilst engrossed on his phone. I could almost chuckle from watching his face change from excitement and eventually boredom, as he bit his bottom lip.
I entertained my own thoughts until he looked up and stared directly at me. His gaze pierced my very being. Every cell in body stood up, ready to take flight. I blushed under his gaze and he just titled his head to take me in. I couldn't believe he was checking me out. I quickly adverted his gaze and fingered the rim of my coffee cup. I couldn't help the small smile which formed across my lips.
How was it that a small gaze from him filled my stomach with butterflies? I couldn't stop grinning like an idiot. God, I did look desperate, didn't I? I needed to get out of that coffee shop. He was not good news.
And I doubted that he would be interested in such a dull mundane girl like myself. O well, I guess he would be frequenting my dreams tonight. The thought alone satisfied me enough. I began to gather my belongings. Putting away my phone and rummaging in my embarrassingly messy purse to look for some change to pay for my coffee.
Before I had the chance to blink, I felt a presence in front of me. I was bewildered. Had I been secretly stalked? I guess it's karma finally coming to bite me in the ass.
