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ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁 . . . 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗩𝗘𝗡 𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗣 those who fall for you ❜ ⸝⸝
⊹ . ◌ ༚ ˳ 🕳️⠀﹒⠀ ꙳ .
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⌗ ; 𝗜-𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗗 ▬ ★ ??
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'MIDORI,' NAITO SIGHED AND GESTURED FOR HER TO SIT DOWN.
'What?' Midori asked in a low mumble, sitting down at the edge of the bed.
Her eyes left Naito's, slowly trailing from him to the white bedsheets. Two digits tracing the uneven lines that had been created by her weight, deep in her mind, she wished that it was someone's hair.
Meeting his eye once again, she noticed his lips pressed into a thin line, forming a small frown on his angelic features.
'You can't keep this up,' he said.
'Keep what up?'
'You and Jungwon, what is the public going to think when you look like you're ready to burst into tears?'
'I don't know, maybe they'll see that idols are humans too for once,' Midori shrugged, 'I liked him, I liked him so much and I was ready to give him everything. Do you know how happy I felt when he leaned in to kiss me?'
