Hello! It's me! Author-nim! I'm sorry that this book is so late. This week has been rough for me, and I didn't really feel motivated. I feel a lot better now, and I finally released the new book! Thank you for being so patient, and ENJOY!
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Jungkook watched the "boy with the apples" walk down his street for the seventeenth time in a row. He's seen this boy for weeks now, and he doesn't seem to stop. Jungkook decided to name him, "the boy with the apples", just because he found him odd.
And he held a box of apples, of course.
He once again glanced out his bedroom window, and the boy stopped where he always stopped.
At the corner of Jungkook's street.
Everyone knew that you could just get apples at a store...Well, everyone except "the boy with the apples.".
His bedroom door opens, revealing his mother, who is holding a red, Fuji Apple.
"Did he say anything yet?" Jungkook asked his mother, who sighed and gave her son the apple.
"No...he didn't say anything except "Have a nice day." I can't keep buying these apples just to tell you what he says to me. Why don't you just meet him yourself?"
Jungkook hesitated for a second, staring at the apple in his hand. He really, really wanted to meet "the boy with the apples". But, the same thing kept holding him back.
"But, what if he's like Ji-"
"Honey, you can't stay in your room and not talk to people just because of that. Please, Jungkook. You've been in your room ever since that happened. Get some air, some sun...."
Jungkook sighed, not wanting his past to be repeated.
No wanting to trust again.
But, even if his mind kept telling him:
Don't do it.
Don't do it.
He's gonna be like him.
"Fine."
He leaves anyway.
Jungkook stepped out his house, smelling fresh air after staying inside for what seemed like months. There was a calm breeze the brushed his hair out of his face. The autumn leaves were arriving, covering his street with red, orange, and yellow.
He took a deep breath, and looked toward the corner of his street.
There he was.
"The boy with the apples."
Standing alone with a red and white striped long sleeved shirt that looks like it hasn't been washed in weeks, ripped jeans with dirt stains, sneakers that were ripped at the sole, and lastly...
A brown golf cap that was too big for his head.
Yep.
He definitely has never seen a boy like this before.
And that interested him.
His legs moved on their own.
Running towards "the boy with the apples" that stood at the corner of his street.
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{Apples} • Vkook |DISCONTINUED|
Fanfiction|DISCONTINUED| In which a boy stands at the corner of a street selling apples... And another boy finds him interesting.
