1. The ending was different: originally, I was gonna continue this story. I had this idea a while ago, and being the ignorant and stupid writer I am, didn't write it down. So y'all get this crap instead! Happy? Well you must be cause no one reads this~ but yeah.
2. Namjoon's death: Yes. This child was supposed to pass away. Brutally. But I COULDNT DO IT. He's my Babeh. How could I? Would you?
3. I hate my title: "My Euphoria" is so basic. It makes me sad. But I'm not gonna change it, because imma stay a loser. :)
4. I'm not sure how I thought of this: Its a confusing storyline. At some point I didn't know how to end it, or how to continue. It literally made no sense.
5. Idk anymore.
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My Euphoria
Fanfic"You're scared of me." Jungkook says. I nod. "I am." I say, and with my shaking hands I pick up a gun next to me. I point it to him. He's a bit taken back at my action, but soon he smirks. He holds his hands up. "Go ahead." That sounds familiar...
