Midnight Lovers

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Parts 4

Reads 128
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Parts 4

Teen Fiction ; Taglish.
     ( a little Korean and Japanese. )
    
    
    I was so afraid of losing you. So I hid you from everything, I hid you everything. We talked from night, til' midnight. Well, at least up until the sun rose. 
    
    I  don't want to loose grip of your hand,
    even as the sun rises. 
    
    "Hoy Art! Santos!"
    
    "Blehhhh! Habol Miss Ira-p!"
    
    Sino ba si Art? Hah, Art Santos, 3rd year highschool ng section A, popular sa mga babae dahil multi-talented - magaling sumayaw, kumanta, mag-basketball, matalino, at mabait. Kaso alam mo yun, makulit at medyo pasaway. That feeling of he's a low-key bad boy, but nah, he has that sweet and cute personality. Crush siya ng halos lahat. Pero ako? Ewan. Hindi naman ata? Kasi, siguro, di ko type mukha nun. Well, let's see, if anything changes my perspective. 
    
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    "Nakakaasar yun, si Art."
    "Bakit nanaman? Kanina mo pa pinagiinitan yun?"
    "Kasi nga! Boyfriend ko siya, di niya ko malapit lapitan?!"
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    "Boyfriend mo si Art?!"
    
    
    "Ang torpe mo naman, Art. "
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    "Baliw nanaman 'tong si Art. Kausap mo nanaman sarili mo. "
    "Oo, kasi walang manenermon kay Art tungkol sa pagiging torpe niya sa girlfriend niya. "
    
    
    ⚠️ may contains heartbreaks, suicidal thoughts, depressed kids, and self harm. 
    🔓only for open minded. please don't read if you don't like young love and if you don't believe in destiny. 
    💭 partly based on true events. 
    
    Crd. MinHeiRan ~ 2019.All Rights Reserved

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Teen Fiction ; Taglish.
     ( a little Korean and Japanese. )
    
    
    I was so afraid of losing you. So I hid you from everything, I hid you everything. We talked from night, til' midnight. Well, at least up until the sun rose. 
    
    I  don't want to loose grip of your hand,
    even as the sun rises. 
    
    "Hoy Art! Santos!"
    
    "Blehhhh! Habol Miss Ira-p!"
    
    Sino ba si Art? Hah, Art Santos, 3rd year highschool ng section A, popular sa mga babae dahil multi-talented - magaling sumayaw, kumanta, mag-basketball, matalino, at mabait. Kaso alam mo yun, makulit at medyo pasaway. That feeling of he's a low-key bad boy, but nah, he has that sweet and cute personality. Crush siya ng halos lahat. Pero ako? Ewan. Hindi naman ata? Kasi, siguro, di ko type mukha nun. Well, let's see, if anything changes my perspective. 
    
    .
    .
    .
    .
    .
    
    "Nakakaasar yun, si Art."
    "Bakit nanaman? Kanina mo pa pinagiinitan yun?"
    "Kasi nga! Boyfriend ko siya, di niya ko malapit lapitan?!"
    .
    .
    "Boyfriend mo si Art?!"
    
    
    "Ang torpe mo naman, Art. "
    .
    .
    "Baliw nanaman 'tong si Art. Kausap mo nanaman sarili mo. "
    "Oo, kasi walang manenermon kay Art tungkol sa pagiging torpe niya sa girlfriend niya. "
    
    
    ⚠️ may contains heartbreaks, suicidal thoughts, depressed kids, and self harm. 
    🔓only for open minded. please don't read if you don't like young love and if you don't believe in destiny. 
    💭 partly based on true events. 
    
    Crd. MinHeiRan ~ 2019.

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