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They say Paris is the city of love
I didn't know if it was really romantic
Not until I saw her again
For the sixth time
That's when I acknowledge it
Paris is indeed the city of love
She was right in front of me when I was visiting the Eiffel Towers
This time I didn't knew where I got the courage but I call her
"Chaeyoung"
She turn around
Looking lost as if she was wondering how did a stranger know her name
Then I saw it in her eyes
It was as if she's living her last
There was no more sadness like the first few time I saw her
"Are you Jimin"
I was happy when I heard my name coming out from her mouth
I just smiled and nodded
She look as if she had completed a treasure hunt
Feeling proud that she remember someone's name
No one needs to know
But at that point it is an achievement for the said girl
Happiness didn't last long though
She suddenly drop to the ground unconscious
Along that
The first snow came falling
At that moment
To me
Paris was not the city of love anymore
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FIRST SNOW ➼ jirosé ✔️
Fanfiction"I always run into her on the first snow, but not anymore." In which he always runs into her on the first snow every year. No matter where they are. It's a short story of jirose :)