"Despite 7 million colors being visible to the human eye, and 48 of your color pencils available for you to use, why are you only using the black, white, and red ones?" I looked down and tried to think of the answer. I don't know, maybe because black is my dark days lacking you, white is all the emptiness I felt, and...
the text messages between a girl who doesn't care for labels and a boy who is labeled worldwide as the hottest male alive and it all started from a simple wrong number situation READ AT YOUR OWN RISK LOL
She's the last one to be his target. Will he successfully played her heart just like he did to any other girls, or he'll just die trying? But, eventually the feelings will going to be real. Who's gonna Play Hard To Get? Highest rank in Fanfiction so far: #3 3????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! R U FREAKISHLY KIDDING ME...