it was twelve o'clock in the afternoon and seokjin couldn't find y/n anywhere. he skipped classes just to roam around the campus, hoping to find her but he didn't. he also went to her house and saw no one. she was nowhere to be found.
and he was beginning to grow anxious.
then he figured it out.
history was repeating itself again.
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𝐚𝐫𝐭 ↬ kim seokjin ✓️
Historia Corta[𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃] ❝you're the art, i'll be the brush.❞ © luvbotluna ; 2018