"crap! i thought his bag was mine, i'm totally screwed!"
jisoo accidentally slips his notebook in his crush's backpack which unfortunately, is filled with confessions about his undying love for the other.
liking yunho is akin to the smell of rain after a bad thunderstorm, the first star that appears in the night sky, and the last drop of sunset before the night descends. hongjoong isn't sure if it's his favorite thing or the one he fears the most.
« jeno, cosa provi per me? » la primavera stava per irrompere e le giornate s'erano prolungate, nel mentre la nostra adolescenza si accorciava e le bevute di sabato sera da alcolizzati che eravamo a breve sarebbero terminate.
voglia di ubriacarmi, ché lucifero è la mia condanna a morte ed è meglio berci su.
-dedicato alla mia prima luna, che non m'ama.
luna, lucifero: jin
sole, lilith: namjoon
[basato su un vissuto reale, il mio]
-COMPLETA-
A story about Jisoo who just wanted to live happily - drowned in sins.
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The Fanboy's special story about the side ship getting more into the details; how Jisoo's life goes down getting lifted up by Seokmin.