"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 red... Is the color of my bleeding conscience. As I don't want to let him down, I kept those answers to myself. And all I said was "You want me to start using other colors too?" "As much as I want you to start opening your heart, to the fact that you have many other people who loves you and cares about you, and that it's not only me." I froze as I am not able to give him an answer to that. I hate lying. But I hated disappointing him even more. started: 08/08/15 completed: 23/06/17

I want to wake up at 2am, roll over, see your face, and know that I'm right where I'm supposed to be... tragic love au started: 5th march 2019. finished: 5th march 2019 #1 in lamppost #12 in SKIZ #3 in squirrel

❝His smile is an Angel in disguise❞ 𝐀 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲. TRAILER in last chapter When no one was near, when the corridors were dominated by silence, students either heading home or nowhere to be found, he flew me paper planes. Which always gets stuck to my hair. COMPLETED ✔ ROMANCE | LOVE STORY | HIGHSCHOOL | FRIENDSHIP | HEART TOUCHING

❝My lovely Jisung is such a bad liar.❞ © avmochi lowercase intended Stray Kids Han Jisung fanfiction DS: 6.17.19 DE: 6.18.19

❝deeply unhappy or depressed and likely to commit suicide.❞

A girl who captures the things that makes her happy, knowing that it could be the last thing she will be seeing. In which she takes Polaroid pictures of him, in hopes to keep her memories alive. "A photograph is the pause button of life. Pictures explains a lot without using words. For example if I have a lot of pictures of you then that must mean that I love you." - Y/N ©loading_not_today 2018 A/N: Short Story!