♪Your Voice♪
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  • Reads 270
  • Votes 75
  • Parts 12
  • Time 54m
Ongoing, First published Apr 15, 2020
After his 22nd birthday, Kiro has been trying to find out who gave the gift for him..

While finding, he uncovers different things..not only he found who the person was, he found his light, his life..the love of his life♡

(Part 2 of Your Voice Is What Made Us Connected *this story is not yet in wattpad*)

This is my first story published in wattpad, so I hope you'll like it!♡


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