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i didn't reply, i didn't wanna face them, didn't want them to know where i was. i unpacked. i cleaned up. and i cooked lunch for her and i. went down to the cafe to drop it to her. when i reached i saw a familiar fluff of hair in the cafe
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i told my parents everything via email. i didn't tell them where, what and why, so i didn't tell them everything, but i said that i won't be back soon. until then i found a cafe called "downstairs cafe" they had good coffee so i decided that i should probably stick around. but soon i saw a familiar face.
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where did i see you?
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airports ;; kim taehyung
أدب الهواةparts one to five. airports are always nostalgic [unedited with 3 cliche plots]
