Kim Namjoon came with a friend today, he had longer hair and was shorter in height, he had thin lips and a fair complexion.
They were laughing and chuckling together and that lifted my mood. It satisfied me to see him like this, rather than that horrific state he was in yesterday.
I met eyes with his friend and I immidiately redirected my gaze, and trusted he didn't notice I was staring. I checked my watch that read 1:22. I got up to go to my leacture I had had 8 mintues for now, I took one last look at Namjoon to store it as energy for the remaining hours of the day before slipping away.
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Ketchup -book I- knj
FanfictionShe could describe cold and silence, better than any lonely person ever could. She was like a abandoned whale swimming in the ocean, all a alone without anyone to understand her. Suddenly he appeared, like an angel caved by god himself, sent for her...
