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Curly [a Kpop Fanfiction]
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Ongoing, First published Dec 17, 2018
As I continued to dry my hair, I heard a light knock at my bedroom door.

Taehyung came into my room, sitting on the other side of the room.

'I wonder why he just came and sat without saying anything', I think to myself. Taehyung stood abruptly.

"Can I touch your hair?".





|Started: December 16, 2018|
|Ended: On-going|





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