His tattoos - Minsung-
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MatureComplete Mon, Apr 25, 20225h 53m
Han Jisung, small tattoo artist from Seoul stumbles across Lee Minho, the barista from the Cafe next door
They were mesmerized by each other.
Happy ending cuz I hate books with sad endings
Finished:) special chapters coming soon<3
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