The Story Of Basketballers [SEVENTEEN FANFICS]
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Ongoing, First published Nov 14, 2015
"I hate you," I squeeze her nose. Her face started to red.
"Ouch ! Waeyo ?" Ask her. She stroke her nose that started to red after been squeezed by me.
"You make I can't choose. I love you or basketball more," I hugged her and grabbed her to stay closed at me.
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