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B L O S S O M || HAN JISUNG X READER

Han Jisung. My spring. My blossom. "Don't you see me?" I do. I see you. How can i not? I just don't understand why history is repeating. Why now? "No. Sorry." I stepped to the side but was scantly able to move an inch before he claimed my wrist and I spun, fast, and made contact with his shirt. Not once did he releas...