Polaroid || ✓

"A polαroιd oғ мe αɴd yoυ, α love ѕтory wнιcн loɴɢ ғorɢoттeɴ, αɴd yoυ αѕ α мyѕтery... Wнo αre yoυ?"

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Dusting and cleaning through my closet, I noticed a small, petite, and beauteous box. I picked up the case, shrugging the dust off its top, making it's cute red ribbon visible.

Curious of what's inside, I slowly took the cover off, revealing an old film which was covered in dust.

I hastily shook the dust off the photograph, unveiling a familiar figure of a woman with an anonymous man..

Before I came to my senses, it was an epitome of me. "She's... Me?" Or it was a illustration of me and not a personification or any resemblance..

It is me.

I took a look back at the image, my brows furrowed by the unfamiliar man, who was with me in the polaroid.

I don't remember him, nor do I notice him, even in my memories or in my present life...

But why do I get thrilled as if I know you?

Who was I?

Who were we?

Who are you?

Polaroid....

-Tzuyu × Taehyung

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Impressive rankings:

#1 on taetzu
#13 on polaroid