Your Peter Pan| EXO || D.O. FANFICTION|

She's not my type, nor, the definition of graceful or elegance (two of my personal likings in a woman), but I don't know how every time I'm with her she makes me feel as if the dairy I kept hidden from the society (and eventually my mother since she has forgotten about it already), slowly unravel the story I once hope for as a small boy.