.☆ Ending Scene ☆.

.☆ Ending Scene ☆.

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Last published Tue, May 7, 2019

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"This can't happen. no. not now, not when everything is already perfect." Jungkook shivered in the cold dark room, when an explosion was heard in the distance.

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