Our So-Called Normal

Our So-Called Normal

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'Normal' in Jisung's life was a little different from any other typical person. Well, if you grew up with the girl next door, you'd naturally be like siblings who did everything together, wouldn't you? That's how he saw it, having Chaewon fill up most of his time was normal, even if they were just friends--neighbours. But when that began to change, Jisung wasn't sure if he was ready for a new normal. Started: 27 Nov 2020 Published: 12 Dec 2025 A/N: Written back when society was adjusting back to a new normal since Covid-19. And only published when re-visited after a long time of being away from writing (and thinking it was a waste to not release when it's already completed).
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