Enquanto o Verão Durar | Minsung
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O verão em Cousin Beach sempre foi o mesmo: sol, areia e os rostos de sempre.Mas, dessa vez, havia algo diferente - uma sensação de despedida, como se fosse o último antes que tudo mudasse. Cada um estava crescendo, mudando, seguindo seu próprio caminho... e, ainda assim, nos reunimos mais uma vez.
Entre festas, conversas à beira da piscina e memórias que insistem em voltar, percebi que alguns sentimentos simplesmente nunca passam.
"- Pensei que você não prestava atenção no que eu falo - ele diz, num tom leve."
"- Eu presto atenção em você, Han Jisung - respondo calmamente."
Inspirado em: The summer i turned pretty
[Friends to lovers/Longfic]
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