Jeon Jungkook. That is me, I am certain.
The light. Why is it so especially bright this morning? Maybe today will be a good day.
I turn on my side to be greeted by my band mate, Jimin. Why cant he ever sleep in his own bed? Idiot.
I watch him sleep. Not in the endearing way, not in the creepy way either. More of the "envious" way if that exists.
I envy Park Jimin simply because he is at peace. Sleeping soundly, his mind and soul full of nothing but kindness and joy.
I am an awful person.
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Hello hello friends, welcome to my new story ^_^ im feeling emo so let me be lmao. I honestly dont know where i want to go with this story so forgive me if its all over the place. Oh i almost forgot, I give credit to whoever created the book cover!!
-Seneca💜
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Who Am I? | J.jk. Killer Fanfiction
Fiksi Penggemar"Who are you?" ... "I-I dont know" The knife penetrates her stomach. Again. Again. Blood spills on him. He sobs in pain. A story in which Jungkook receives a strange bunny mask in the mail. His thirst to kill grows. He doesn't recall who he is when...
