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In the void pages of a diary, we scrawl the thoughts we are impotent to phrase to anyone. Primarily, we scribble about our agony, yearning, and unreciprocated love.
A neat, vacuous page becomes crammed with tales of unreciprocated love, and the mundane pages of the diary immerse and hide the sorrow of its owner within themselves.
Indeed, the diary is a trustworthy confidant. If no one can apprehend a person's torment, the diary covers all those deep feelings, emotions, sentiments, and dread on its feathery pages.
What will befall the day when these pages of the diary begin divulging their esoteric emotions in succession?
What will occur when the diary grows weary from obscuring the torment inside itself?
What will happen when the person learns about themselves from the words scribbled on those pages with so much emotion?
Can unreciprocated love transform into materialistic love, witnessing the yearning, agony, and desire?
Can these fragmented lovers unite because of a diary? Is it possible?
Let's listen to a story about seven simple boys, unaware of the truth their parents are hiding.
What is the reality?
Why are their parents keeping such an enormous secret about their children?
Can a diary unfold the truth about their parents? Or will they face danger before knowing the truth?
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.Taehyung × Jungkook.
.Namjoon × Seokjin.
.Yoongi × Jimin.
. Hoesok × Irene.
. Mingyu × wonwoo
*Sorry if there will be any mistakes* kindly enjoy*
#taekook
#NamJin
#yoonmin
#ireneseok