I was stupid. How was a piece of thin ass metal cushioned with foam supposed to kill a human? I guess I was just created to be this weak and helpless.
At this point in time, I would like to apologise to Wooyoung:
I'm sorry I didn't end up killing you and you had a headache for two days. Must suck to be you, really, when San is the one fussing over you. I'm not jealous at all and my plan definitely did not backfire.
As salty as I am about all of this, it was wrong to inflict pain on an unsuspecting human who was simply just lucky enough to earn San's love. It also really hurt to see San be that worried and upset. It was something I hadn't since since before the humans had begun recording their dance practices. They all seemed so happy now. I guess their fans are really wonderful to them. I'm glad.
Dear Atiny,
Thank you for loving and supporting these wonderful and hardworking men (yes, even Wooyoung). They love you very much and try very hard to make you proud. I know this because, well, I'm their ceiling. I hope you won't hold my actions against me. I'm simply a girl in love.
YOU ARE READING
falling | choi san
FanfictionHe was a dancer. She was a ceiling. She fell for him. (Yes, this is a fanfic about San and the KQ ceiling. Please don't judge me.)