"Thanks for the dinner." Stopping in front of their houses, Jungkook spoke.
"Shouldn't it be called a date?" Tzuyu beams innocently at the guy, taking his breath away with her shimmering eyes.
"A date, huh?" Tzuyu nodded, making a cute humming sound.
"A date it was then."
— to be continued —
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Fanfiction❝Why do you always wear red?❞ ❝Why? I look like a psychopath?❞ ❝Yeah, but I love it.❞ In which each day, Jungkook regains fragments of his lost memories of Tzuyu. [ A short TzuKook story ]