❝ i'm not attracted to you, jeon jungkook. ❞ in a flash, jungkook's hands roughly gripped my waist and backed me up against the wall. i could suddenly feel every inch of his body gently hovering against mine, and involuntarily let out a whimper. upon hearing my reaction, he leaned in even closer, his hot breath cares...
"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...