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« Solo había sido una noche, una en que dos desconocidos se volvieron uno. Ellos no lo sabían pero, el destinó tenia un As bajo la manga. Han pasado cuatro años desde aquella fría y apasionada noche, ninguno estaba preparado para ese inesperado reencuentro. Sin saber el tiempo y destino, los volvió a colocar en el mismo camino de la vida. »

HIGHEST RANKING IN FANFICTION - #17 "She's so innocent and pure. You can't find any dark side nor dirty side inside her. But while being all innocent...she's looking so hot and sexy." "How can be she so SEXY when she's too INNOCENT?" Began: November 26, 2017 Ended: April 5, 2018 (Completed)

(Highest ranking: #1 in Jirose and Rosemin) #1 in BtsxBlackpink #28 in Blackpink Again, I found myself trapped in a corner, his hands perched on the wall behind me. He took another step forward, his knees hitting mine. "Jimin... What are you-..." I mumbled, but it was too late. "Hey, look at me." he said in a raspy tone, as he slid his hands to my shoulders. looked up and met his eyes, and I couldn't look away. His gaze lingered sadness, his eyebrows in a concerned raise, as his gaze shifted between my eyes. My heart skipped a beat. Was I... falling for him? A serial killer? But everyone saw maniac that mercilessly killed innocent lives. All I saw... was a human being. A broken human being. I couldn't help but notice... that he seemed so familiar, even though we had just met a month ago. I bit my lip, as my knees started to wobble. "Jim-..-" His hands traced up my neck to cup my face. Flustered, my hand shot up to his chest to push him away.... But I hesitated. He started to lean closer. I fiddled with my hands, as I realised I might not be able to stop him. Soon he was millimeters from my lips. But he stopped. He exhaled and bit his lip, as though he had snapped out of it. I heard him counting. It was a practice we had taught all the patients to do whenever they felt anxious or impulsive. His forehead hit mine. "Three.... " "Two....." "One...." He removed his hand from my cheek and pulled away, as I felt the warmth of his presence disappear. A part of me was resisting. I clenched my fist, as I felt myself grab his shirt, as I pulled him back in, his body hitting mine. "I..." I exhaled, but no words escaped my mouth. I was too late. His lips were already locked with mine. ... -Story by ilikesteakeu- *No plagarising or copying.* Credits to _ellen_drawings for the sources I used for my book cover:)

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