The dream of you and me [discontinued]
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  • Reads 2,676
  • Votes 89
  • Parts 11
  • Time 42m
Complete, First published Apr 08, 2019
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a story about Jihyo and Sana where Jihyo is bad in her math class and Sana needs to help her so that Jihyo doesn't fail her math class.
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𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭. 𝐀 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐝. ❝ 𝓟𝓸𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓬, 𝓲𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓲𝓽? 𝓓𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓪𝓻𝓶𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓶𝔂 𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓽 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮. 𝓓𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓪𝓻𝓶𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓶𝔂 𝓼𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓮. 𝓘𝓻𝓸𝓷𝓲𝓬, 𝓲𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓲𝓽? 𝓓𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓪𝓻𝓶𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓹𝓲𝓮𝓬𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓶𝔂 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽. 𝓓𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝔀𝓮𝓭𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓼, 𝓸𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓪 𝓼𝔂𝓶𝓫𝓸𝓵 𝓸𝓯 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓱𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓯𝓾𝓵 𝓯𝓾𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓮, 𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓪 𝓼𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓭 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓶𝔂 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓵 𝓶𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼. 𝓔𝓹𝓲𝓬, 𝓲𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓲𝓽? 𝓓𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰, 𝓬𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓯𝓪𝓿𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻-𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓶𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝓻𝓮𝓭.❞
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