Butterfly | kth

Butterfly | kth

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Naeun and her seven childhood friends Yoongi, Namjoon, Taehyung, Seokjin, Hoseok, Jimin, and Jungkook had all parted on a bitter note. Now two years later the eight of them are collectively returning to their hometown for the summer, and things are awkward to say the least. What will happen when old rivalries and conflicts collide and the past is brought back to life in the present? What will happen when secrets are spilled and seem to only cause more harm to their already deteriorating state of friendship? And most importantly, what happened in the week that changed everything? *** "I think we're like these butterflies in a way, Naeun-ah." Taehyung thoughtfully spoke. Naeun tilted her head in curiousity. "What do you mean?" His lips curved upward into a somber smile, "We're so delicate, all of us. If we let go of each other we'll fly away and break."
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