𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 - bamsgyeom - Wattpad

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𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪

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As I open my locker, a white paper catches my eye as it floats down to the floor.  I put my skates down and  look around the locker room. Bending down and picking up the paper I unfold it and gasp. 

'The Ice Suits You' 
-C.K.All Rights Reserved

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