"Were you sent by my dad to take care of me?"
The question hangs in the air, trembling like the last leaf in autumn. His gaze softens. His lips tig into the gentlest smile she has ever seen. It's kind of a smile that could mend broken wings.
"No." He whispers. "I volunteered."
He came because he chose to.
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VSOO STORY
WRITTEN BY: @jxchu_bunny @jxchubear
COVER BY: @jxchubear
Start on: 01 AUG 2026
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