Beginning my middle my end. | MINSUNG

Beginning my middle my end. | MINSUNG

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MINSUNG FF. TW! use of foul language ans sh included! THIS STORY IS COMPLETELY FICTION AND NOT MADE TO HARM THE IDOLS IN ANY WAY! This ff will be based off of personal experiences with a friendship or whatever you call that, I had with this girl. Doomed yuri ik how tragic. INTRO~ Minho and Jisung had both just entered their first year of college and after a not so great start things seem to spiral from there. What were they, was the real question. Friends? No, way more than that. Best friends? No. Not even close. Brotherly figure? Well apparently to one of them. Lovers? Well, only one saw it as that... the other? Not so much.
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