part three

"it has never been me." The story of a one sided love ©All rights reserved to @xiudaddyyyyy

"Dammit!" You slam the controller down on the table side as you watched your player died. A figure hovered over you. The man's hand extended for yours. "Good game..."

He smelt like vanilla He tasted like buttercream. He was as soft as cotton, and he was all for me. A secret desire, a secret lust, only a secret kept between us. If anyone found out we'd be ripped from eachothers embrace, broken and tortured kept locked up in chains. Lustful Innocence.

"hey so my wi-fi kinda broke down and i was wondering if i could use your wi-fi? if yes, what's your wi-fi password?" in which a girl who tries to figure out her neighbour's wi-fi password.

ㅡ; every love we experience will change us whether it comes or goes just a typical cliché love story started: 12/03/17 © daehwee, 2017

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

part one

[sequel to previous book Let Me Know] You still shine You're still like a scented flower Now trust me, hold me once again So I can feel you, hold me Without you, I can't breathe I'm nothing without you Open my closed heart, drench my heart So I can feel you, hold me. My heart began to drum in my chest as I muffled my cries I stared at him emptily. The vague hole in my chest pleaded for him to hold me, hold me tight. "Solbi." He whispered in the fog of this unraveling night. "I remember". Kim Solbi has tried to move on for four years since the doctor gave her the news. But she can't, she can't forget about the troublesome who stole her heart. Min Yoongi. Consumed by insomnia and a habit of drinking her problems away Kim Solbi is turning into a ticking time bomb, until one day she meets Park Chanyeol the funny and talented young man. What happens when the one she loves the most suddenly wakes up from a choma with memory loss? Will it already be too late to restore a past love.