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The Things I Wish I Could See
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Ongoing, First published Aug 21, 2015
Luhan, one of the most caring people you could ever meet, was always misunderstood. You see, he's blind. He's been blind for four years, now, but he wasn't always this way. He used to be like every other kid; playful, happy, smiling all the time, with wide eyes, ready to see what the world had. But sadly that didn't last... No doctor could figure out what was wrong with him, all they could do was prepare him for the years to come.

The only thing they didn't prepare him for, was all the pain his heart would feel during those years without sight. The words he could hear describing their owner's adventures full of beauty and vision. The places he'd go, but only be able to feel...no image in his head to keep. Only small sounds, soon to be forgotten forever. But, there was one sound he could never forget. His one and only true love...Oh Sehun.
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