Taehyung: "Don't stare at me like that, sweetheart. You might fall for me." I glared at him, pushing him back to create some distance. "In your dreams." Taehyung chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "In my dreams, but what about yours?" YN: "This is not going to happen." Taehyung's expression turned playful. "Confidence, hmm? I want you to keep this confidence, sweetheart, because I don't want you to fall for me. We'll be good friends only." I reiterated my stance. "I already said I'm not your friend." ➣ 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐲 : MoonLight553204 ➣ 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 : 05/01/24 ➣ 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 : This is a work of fanfiction, inspired by personal experiences of emigration. All characters, events and plotlines are fictional and not based on real individuals. This story is intended for entertainment purposes only."
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