"Do I have any chance?" ©anonnoying 2016 #21 - june

》i can taste her lipstick 《 (extended one shot) (completed)

"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

"Hello neighbour!" She drunkenly smile with her eyes half closed. "Get out of my apartment." Was the first thing that Yoongi told her. Credits for the cover goes to @Jiminfication ❤️ Started: June 14, 2017 End: Sept. 25, 2017 Highest rank: #7 in fanfiction (9/23/17)

Paint my days with colours like im a white canvas . A story in which the girl is sick but has a bucket list to fulfill . Warning : heart wrenching story . May cause tears to flow freely and shoes to be thrown at me .

"So ... after the 7th day , we are just strangers ? " "Yep . Everything would just be a beautiful dream in the end . "