F L O W E R
F L O W E R πΊ | Deviation (3)


F L O W E R





Before we begin the story, I'd like to apologize for being late... π





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Yes, cat owner.


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yes?


Despite our first meeting, the man approached me without hesitation. I was wary of him.

As I continued to remain vigilant, he chuckled once and rolled his tongue inside his mouth. One step, two steps. An unknown man approached Jimin and me. Even in the noisy surroundings, his footsteps were clear, like a radio playing right next to my ear.

The man who had come right up to me immediately grabbed my chin with his index finger and thumb. In an instant, my fear turned to terror. Jimin, who was standing next to me, could have tried to stop me, but instead of doing anything, he just watched.



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Hey? That old lady's favorite girl.


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Yeah. Then let go. If you don't want to be destroyed by grandma's hand.


Jimin and the man were having a conversation, but I felt like I was the only one who didn't understand. They were talking about me being the woman their grandmother cherished, and about being destroyed. I didn't understand any of it. Can wizards be destroyed?

Just as I was lost in my confusion, the man's hand that had lifted my chin returned to its original position. As I caressed my numb neck, the man approached me with a smile and spoke.



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It's disgusting that a family lives proudly after killing so many people. Right?


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β¦β¦.


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(Snickers-)


Jimin, who was laughing breathlessly next to him, spoke to the man. His voice was cold, but somehow, there was warmth in it.



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Just keep it short. The kid is shaking.


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Oh my. The knight of justice has appeared.




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Hey. You.


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yes?


What did we do wrong? Seeing them keep complaining about the family, the man rested his elbow on Jimin's shoulder.



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My name is Min Yoongi. I think we'll be seeing each other often from now on.


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Why you.


λ―Όμ€κΈ°
We'll talk about that later.


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Pretty girl, enjoy the festival. Okay?


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β¦β¦β¦.


As I continued to remain silent, Min Yoongi suddenly reached out his hand. "Is he asking for my hand?" he asked. "Is he going to do something strange?" I held out my hand, suspicious.

As if mocking my doubts, the man drew a few circles over my hand with his index finger. And then, as if by magic, a flower figurine appeared inside the bottle.

Ah. This is me. Flowers that seem to grow in the same place. Nana, who looks at such flowers with pity. It was the same.



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A gift. I'll visit often from now on.


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β¦ β¦ What?


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That crazy guy.


λ―Όμ€κΈ°
You've been away so long, you punk. I can't even thank you enough.


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I will bow twice.


λ―Όμ€κΈ°
You son of a bitch. Get out.


Min Yoongi said he was dizzy and used teleportation to disappear.

Seriously, what the heck. I have no idea if this is a good thing or not.




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Please let me finish this γ γ γ γ ...π€¦π¦



A fanfic I wrote with the intention of writing it alone ended up on Editor's Pick and got a lot of attention. Thank you so much, readers ππ»



He's not a villain now, but you never know π


We call this a "good-looking guy" (the male lead is Park Jimin anyway). I saw the extreme good-looking guy and burst out laughing, so I brought this.


Sonting