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Love Yourself : Her

Love Yourself : Her

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"So...have you made your decision?", Namjoon asked unsurely. He was nervously fidgeting in his seat avoiding her burning gaze. "Yes I have actually", the girl said cheerfully.Her statement making all members stiffened. This is it. They thought. "I'm leaving tomorrow. So this means goodbye", she add. "YOU WHAT?!", they said in unison. These creepy dorks is going to be the death of me. The girl rolls her eyes. In which Bangtan met a mysterious girl who manage to caught their attention and attract them to get to know her better. Drama happens and baaam shit happens too. Reccommended to all those ARMYs out there. This is not a story where the boys fell in love with her. This is a story about how this girl make them realise how important self love is.
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