WARNING!! I own none of these photos, I just got them on Pinterest and found them interesting thus giving me an idea to create this storyline. So please don't criticise me for something I didn't mean to do
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This is an original by me so if ever you found someone that wrote something like this, it might either be a coincidence or them copying me (that sounds so narcissistic oops) My first language isn't English so excuse me for any misspellings or grammatical errors
Bold - The last sentence of the story, the story Jungkook wrote or important details Italic- The things Jungkook is experiencing irl, or in other words what's happening in reality
Shall we begin..?
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Park Y/N...
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Seoul 8:02 PM 08 / 13 / 18
It was one of those boring Saturday evenings wherein I thought I was gonna do something fun for once in my entire life!
.. "I thought" ..
Currently I was so busy doing paperwork because of my cranky boss, she got mad at me for not putting enough foam in her coffee! Seriously, who's that picky?!?
"8 PM.. " I sighed looking at the time, I shifted my attention to the finished stacks of papers as I brushed my hair back letting the cool air touch my sweaty forehead
I looked out the window only to see a full moon shining brightly in the sky, the night really calmed me and always knew how to make me keep my cool
I then looked at the empty leather notebook on top of my bed, I've had it for quite some time now. My mother gave it to me when I was still 13 telling me to write down my imagination. I did, but I stopped on my second day of writing because I then started losing interest on the notebook
I sat beside it and started gliding my hand on the smooth.. what do you call it.. fabric? Is that the term they use nowadays? I took in one of my hands and opened the first page.
It showed a drawing of a beautiful girl wearing a white sweater and some funny orange-flowered decorated pants, with white shoes and her hair in a tie. I can't really call it a ponytail because it wasn't pulled up, unless it counts. I couldn't really see her face because of her bangs but I could tell even from the slightest detail that she was magnificently gorgeous
I then had an idea of making a story! Before going to the first page, I decided to name her
