"Loving you was the most exquisite form of dying." Seungyoun says under his breath as he watches Wooseok in the arms of his twin brother.
He scoffed at the memory of a drunk stranger kissing him in public.
"I thought it was me you we're in love with."
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We were both bestfriend,
This is how we start,
We both came to an end,
But this is how we enter each other's heart.
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[Seventeen Jeon Wonwoo fanfiction]