Peach flavor love
W. Gwangwol
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Love couldn't concentrate in class.
He kept clicking the pen and shaking his legs.
Ha.. like X..
I shook my head nervously and looked at Seokjin.
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"Hey..where are you going?"
Love didn't answer Eun-ju's question either.
As soon as the ceremony ended, Love left the school.
"Huh? Love senior!"
"We meet again.. Are you crying?"
"Who bullied you?"
"..don't cry"
Love avoided Taehyung by leaving the end of her sentence ambiguous.
I don't want to show my weakness
"Oh, I guess I saw it wrong."
"Yeah, you're wrong... you"
Love whimpered and Taehyung turned around consciously.
The prideful love brought more tears to my eyes at the consideration.
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Where did it start?
Since when your parents divorced?
Since I realized that it was a byproduct of a failed love?
From then on, I was obsessed with love, and as obsessed as I was, I was afraid.
"Is your name Sarang? Yusarang?"
Min Yoongi was the one who gave me love.
Even though I didn't like you, you cared for me
"Yeah, Yusarang.."