Wingsera Stories

This is my first wattpad and i will be explaining my personal thought of fake love-stigma-reflection. Again this is my opinion so please respect me and my opinion and this may or may not be accurate. thank you xxx

내 피 땀 눈물 내 마지막 춤을 다 가져가, 가 내 피 땀 눈물 내 차가운 숨을 다 가져가, 가 내 피 땀 눈물... Oh no! The "Bulletproof" Boy Scouts have lost their bulletproof! Poor Jungkook has caught a horrible cold, his temperature spiked so high! The boys are all worried and before they know it, they're in the hospital. What's going to happen to their maknae? Will everything go well?

She suddenly lied her head on my chest and cried. I wrapped my arms around her as I felt my T-shirt becoming wet from her tears. "Why? Why Tae?" She cried "Why are people so horrible?" She was so sad and it hurt me so much to see her like this while I couldn't really do anything to make her happy. "I don't know..." I quietly said.

taehyung closed his eyes and let out his last breath. he opened his arms and smiled to welcome himself into the evil clutches of the very devil. he felt safe. © SYUBJIN