All My Love || Jeon Wonwoo

All My Love || Jeon Wonwoo

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He hummed and nodded in response as he inspected the book. "The Stranger," He read. "Is it good?" "Yeah, if you're into stories about life having no meaning," you explained, suddenly flustered at the way he seemed to take your words seriously. "I see," he replied. "Then do you think life has no meaning? It seemed like you wanted this book pretty badly." The weight of his question startled you as you tried to stammer out a response but before you could get anything significant out, his watch beeped and he was already turning his back to you. "Thanks for the book recommendation," he called back, waving the book in the air. That day, Wonwoo stole not only your book, but your affections. -- It all started with a book, how did things end up like this? No amount of Jane Austen novels and longing stares could have prepared you for what love was really like.
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