I think I'll write and irl chapter, don't judge my writing, im not that good at writing creative stories (also super short!)
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Yeosang pov
My fingers drifted along the ridged painting. The feeling sent shivers up my spine. The colours depicted how she was feeling, the blues and the purples show sadness, while the pink and orange shows hopefulness and love. In some ways I wished I was her. She has ranges of emotions but me, i am called emotionless. I could never show empathy, they said. Now that I think about it, we are more similar then we are different. Her mind going as fast as light, whereas mine is slow, kind of like traffic at 5pm on a Wednesday. Oh how I would love to have a mind like hers.
I stand staring at her for hours, she's gorgeous. The members started to get a little worried but I just ignored their cries. She made me feel like home. She made me feel loved and I am forever grateful.
This isn't about a painting
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It's been awhile, I'm not sure how to explain this chapter but think of it like that TikTok trend. This is kinda written like my English assessment. I hope you guys are doing well!
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FanfictionWarning contains major crackhead content. I'm not kidding 😑 has a lot of swear words (This story doesn't really have a plot it's basically a bunch of one shots of their group chat) Started~12/4/20 Ended~25/8/21 UNDER EDITING -23" also I couldn't...
