Out of Reach //BTS//Jimin//German
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Ongoing, First published Apr 13, 2017
Jung Miralice .  21 Jahre alt , genau wie ich . 162cm , doch ihre Größe ist mir egal .  Dunkel rote Haare , die mich zum schmelzen bringen . Große , dunkle Augen , in denen ich mich immer versinke . Wundervollstes Mädchen in meinen Augen .. 
Doch ich hab ein Problem 
Warum hasst sie mich ? 
Hat es was mit ihrem Zwilling zu tun ? 
Hätte ich diesen Brief doch nicht unter ihre Tür schieben ? 
Was wenn alles ein Fehler ist ? 
Soll ich ihr sagen , dass ich im Krankenhaus bin ? 
Oder ihr heimlicher Verehrer ? 
Wird sie mich dann lieben oder hassen ? 
Was , wenn Ayula den Brief bekam und nicht Miralice ? 

//Nicht aus einer der Kapitel , einfach sowas wie eine Zusammenfassung//
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