"In a world where you forget about everything, including me, I will find you."
There was this man named Kim Taehyung, who loved me the times I couldn't love myself. Being with him made me think that in a world like this I wanted to live.
#22 fanfict...
"inner demon?" out of breath I gawk at her form. I get it now. she put me here on purpose, from pushing me and to making me all confused
she wants me to be his queen
but I have to say, her beauty is nothing compared to a living fat ass potato named me. gosh, how could someone dead over power my standards
she wears a very beautiful outfit I must say. I'm starting to have that uncomfortable vibe as I embrace myself
"I'm a princess here" my eyes snap back to her in an instant, wtf I'm not getting all of this right now. there's something wrong
there's a puzzle that I need to solve
And she's a part of it
with long black hair and a Metallic Pleated Silk-bend gown and a gleaming beaded headpiece she looked stunning
I don't need to explain my outfit actually. simple, it's bloated white and the accessories are choking me right now
the way her eyes dart unto my wrist which was covered by the outfit put me at ease, I think. she puts out an intimidating smile
"I'm glad to see you again"
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hours have passed after what happened, it's deep inside the depths of the night as I wonder around the place, I find it off to see all the lights turned off. dark and hushed
I stop when I feel like a cold gush of wind embraces my body in distaste, the shiver sending negative emotions all over the place made me hug myself and fasten my footsteps
"run.." I hear the voice approach making my legs take a mind of their own and start to sprint while clutching unto my dress, I think someone's planning to kill me
this dress is so annoying!
I let out a small voice when the vase from beside me shatters into pieces, I take a quick glance to see an arrow to be the cause of the fragile object to scatter
I run and run until I meet a dead end, infront of a large window that seemed to have no way of jumping at
I gulp down my saliva while turning my heel to face the person
she stops with a distance between us, holding a vintage bow her arrow starts to lit up a flaming fire at the head
how can that shit start a fire?!
"why won't you listen to me" pulling at the string with much force she points it right at me, ready to let go
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