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My modern au. Marcille, Falin and Laios are roommates. They have a lot of animals
âI know tarantulas arenât insects but for the sake of brevity
#đŒ#đ#đĄïž#đš#Laios works minimum wage but#he volunteers at animal sanctuaries / shelters#probably where they got the dogs and cat
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it is once again... binturong appreciation hour
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#littlest pet shop#lps#ladybugs#lps toys#đ#so cuteeeee#2000s#nostalgia#nostalgic toys#2000s toys#favourites#lps 2012#lpsblr
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#đ#forest life#đ#forest#đŒ#fungus#mushroom#fungi#mushrooms#foraging#moss#mosscore#cottagecore#dark cottagecore#nature#naturecore#fall vibes#autumn#autumn aesthetic#autumn vibes#fall#fall season#goblincore#fairycore#witchcraft
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mentally unsound rn
#mclennon#please no one talk to me this is my first time witnessing this image and I need to be put down like a dog#ALSO#đ
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Oldum olası "Seni seviyorum" demeye utanmıĆımdır.
Fakat gönlĂŒm sevmekten hiçbir zaman utanç duymamıĆtır.
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Check out the preview for Layover! đ©đ§ł
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becoming very fond of firedark ... oughh, they r sooo cute !!! ^_^.
#firestar#darkstripe#firedark#darkfire#erin hunter warriors#warriors fanart#warrior cats#đ#rarepairs / ships
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HuhâŠ.
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i love ladybugs đ
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Clever girls who's concept of sex is edging themselves stupid and being hurt.
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spots on!
THIRTY-EIGHT / i should have known
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warnings: mentions of violence/murder, mention of cheating kinda, thatâs it afaik
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THE LAST FEW DAYS HAD BEEN A WHIRLWIND OF EMOTIONS. Not only were you still trying to decide how to proceed on your Chat Noir issue, you were also battling a never ending wave of anxiety.Â
You had never been invited to a fancy event beforeâand definitely not a fashion event. You still couldnât believe you had gotten an invitation to the Choi Designs launch party. For the last few weeks you had known about it, youâd spent every second you werenât thinking about Chat Noir trying to plan the perfect outfit. You needed to prove you knew a thing or two about fashion before you attempted to network with the other attendees.Â
The fashion world was extremely daunting, but you were confident in your abilities. Even though yes, you were wracked with nerves, you also knew you would be able to pull out on top alright. Design was in your blood, and today was the day you would get to prove that.Â
Today was not going to be about Yeonjun, or Chat Noir, or any man for that matter.Â
âOkay, Jeongin just texted me to tell me he, Gyu and Heeseung are on their way.â Sieun announced as she walked into your room. After lots of convincing, you had finally agreed to let Heeseung drive the five of you to the event, so long as he dropped you off a block away. Apparently Beomgyu had gotten the okay from Yeonjun to take Jeongin and Heeseung, so now you were all going.Â
You nodded, while you smoothed your hands over the bottom of your dress. You had decided on a mini dress inspired by vintage Chanel you made recently, and a long black ribbon tied around your neck that trailed down your back. To top it all off, you wore your most expensive pair of black heels, courtesy of Choi Designs themselves. It was elegant, but also cute.Â
âAhh, Y/N! You look so good!â Sieun sang, running up to hug you from behind. You giggled and looked away to try to hide your embarrassment. âYouâre going to knock the socks off of everyone there!âÂ
âYeah, I hope so.â You said quietly, your eyes trained on yourself in the mirror. âSie⊠Can you tell me that Iâm a good designer? That Iâm going to make it? Iâm just really nervous.â It was an embarrassing thing to ask her, but she was your closest friend. If anyone was going to ease your nerves, it was Sieun.Â
She smiled at you through the mirror, then gently spun you around to face her. âY/N. Iâm not just saying this because you asked me to. You are seriously one of the most talented people I know. I mean, you designed your own Ladybug suit, and you designed this gorgeous dress⊠Youâre going to get offered internships to all of the best fashion companies in this city.âÂ
Her hands gripped onto you tightly, and you could feel your nerves slowly melting away. âJust⊠If you end up becoming a rich and famous designer, you canât forget about me, okay? We still need to start our magazine together one day.â With that, she pulled you in for a tight hug, burying her face in your neck.Â
You hugged her back, smiling into her long, blonde hair. âThank you. And donât worry, I donât think I could ever forget you.âÂ
A loud, horrible noise filled the space outside your apartment, and unfortunately you recognized that song. âJesus, Hee has got to get a new horn for that thing.â Sieun muttered, pulling away from the hug with a quiet sniffle.Â
You giggled. âHe needs to get a whole new car is what he really needs.âÂ
The two of you left your apartment, and wandered down to the street to see that Heeseung had actually parked semi-normally (his front tire was up on the curb). Even more surprising, it looked like he had taken Dongshik through a car wash.Â
âLadies!â Heeseung greeted you, sticking his head out the car window. âYou both look great, especially you, Sieun. Y/N, you look okay.âÂ
As Jeongin pulled open the van door, you frowned. âSo, we donât both look great?âÂ
Heeseung hummed. âI guess not. Just Sieun.âÂ
You rolled your eyes. His attempt at flirting was pathetic, really.
As you got into the van, Jeongin stared at you with wide eyes. âWow, Y/N. You look pretty. I mean, not pretty pretty. Nice, I mean. You look nice. Just normal. I havenât ever considered you attractive. That would be weird. Youâre my friend.â He started to ramble.Â
âWhy are you acting like a freak?â You asked, sitting down next to Beomgyu in the backseat.Â
âIâm not! Stop looking at me!â Jeongin cried out, and turned to rest his head against his window.Â
Beomgyu nudged you. âDid you make that dress?â He asked.Â
You nodded. âYep. Just finished it a few nights ago.âÂ
âCool. It looks really nice. Like something Yeonjunâs dad would make.â He told you encouragingly, and you couldnât help flushing at the comment.Â
âThank you, Gyu. That means a lot coming from someone who barely knows anything about fashion.â
He frowned. âHey! Whatâs that even supposed to mean?âÂ
âItâs not a bad thing! It just means if you think itâs good, then maybe it is good!â You insisted, grabbing onto his arm to reassure him.Â
He glared at you, but still smiled. âDonât worry. Yeonjunâs dad will offer you a job on the spot. We all know itâs true.â
âYeah, he would be crazy not to.â Jeongin added.
God, you hoped so.
IT TOOK YOU A WHOLE TWO SECONDS TO SPOT HIM. Even though he was just in a sleek, black suit, and seemed to blend in with the crowd, he still managed to stick out like a sore thumb. No matter how hard you were trying to move on from him, you would always be able to pick him out even in a crowd of a million people.Â
There was just something about Choi Yeonjun that would forever draw you to him.Â
You were standing by the entrance of the event with your friends, getting a good look at all the guests. You recognized quite a few designers, as well as some models and journalists. The guest list was as if someone had taken all of your favorite inspirations, and sent them all invitations. Intimidated wasn't a big enough word to describe how you were feeling.Â
And then you saw him. He was talking to some people, laughing as though he didnât have a single care in the world. His dark hair was slicked back, with a few strands strategically pulled out to fall in front of his eyes. He clearly wasnât wearing a shirt under his suit jacket, as his bare chest was exposed all the way to the third button. Choi Yeonjun looked beautiful.Â
For a second, you felt the river of your feelings beating against the dam youâd built to hold them back, creating cracks and threatening to break through. But, then you saw her. Choi Yena, with her arm looped around his own, looking up at him with eyes full of adoration.Â
The river started to still.Â
âY/N? Are you okay?â Sieun asked, appearing at your side. She looped her arm through yours, the same way Yena had to Yeonjun.Â
You glanced over at her, and nodded. âYeah, Iâm fine. Donât worry about it.â When she didnât seem convinced, you flashed her the most genuine smile you could muster up.Â
âCome on, letâs go say hi to people!â Beomgyu shouted, squishing in between you and Sieun to throw his arms around the two of you.Â
Just as you were about to ask what people?, he started leading you in the direction of the last person you wanted to talk to. âWhat? No, Beomgyu. I donât wanna talk to him.â You said quickly. You tried your best to stop him, but your heels were making that a bit difficult.Â
âCome on, just for two seconds! And his dad is over there, you wanna talk to him, right?â He whined into your ear. He was right, unfortunately. You were most looking forward to talking to Mr. Choi, and he was standing near Yeonjun and his girlfriend. You supposed this was the best time to introduce yourself.Â
âHey! Jun!â Yeonjunâs attention to whatever conversation he was in was lost when Beomgyu called out his name, and that was when his dark eyes landed on you for the first time that day. You should have looked away, and avoided his gaze, but you couldnât. You were like a moth, and Yeonjunâs eyes were made up of flames. There was also something so familiar in them, something soâŠ
A thought appeared in your head. A terrible, almost invasive thought. It couldnât be true, though. That would be crazy, insane even. It would mean you were an absolute idiot. Worst of all, it would meanâŠ
Your fingers drifted up to your lips, and you found yourself avoiding looking at Yeonjun.Â
âOh, babe! Are these your friends?â A feminine voice cooed, and you felt yourself grow nauseous.
âY-Yeah, some of them. Yena, this is Beomgyu, Sieun, Heeseung, Jeongin, andâŠâ He paused, swallowing hard. ââŠY/N.âÂ
âOh, Y/N! Sheâs the designer, right?â Yena practically gushed, and you nodded weakly. âDid you design that dress? Itâs seriously gorgeous, I need one of those! Itâs gorgeous, right, Yeonjun?â You glanced up to see Yeonjun staring at you, his eyes still widened like he had seen a ghost.
âYeah. Gorgeous.â He replied, without ever looking down at the dress.Â
You glanced away, hoping to find some sort of way to escape this conversation. By this point, you were sure your embarrassment was becoming visible, and if you stood there any longer, you thought your head might end up exploding.Â
âYou know, Y/N actually designed both Chat Noir and Ladybugâs suits.â Sieun randomly decided to inform the couple, and you practically snapped your neck to stare at her incredulously.Â
Yeonjun, who had just taken a sip of his champagne glass, started choking.Â
âWow, really? I mean, I had heard about Chat Noir, but I didnât know she did Ladybugâs too.â Yena continued the conversation casually, her gloved hand gently patting Yeonjunâs back as he coughed into a napkin.Â
âMost people donât.â You said through gritted teeth.Â
Yeonjun finished coughing after a minute, and flashed you all an apologetic smile. âSorry, I donât know what just happened. Um, Y/N, I didnât know you knew Ladybug.â He tilted his head at you curiously.Â
âOh. Umm, no, I wouldnât say I know her. It was actually Sieun who set it all up! Yes, Sieun! You know, sheâs good friends with Ladybug, so when she mentioned needing a new suit, Sieun recommended me!â You were impressed by how quickly you made up the lie, and Yeonjun seemed convinced enough as he nodded slowly.Â
Beomgyu, Heeseung and Jeongin had seemingly checked out of the conversation a long time ago, and you noticed a slight redness to their eyes as they took turns investigating a centerpiece. You couldnât believe you had let Heeseung drive you there when he had obviously smoked something.Â
You glanced around the crowd of people, until your eyes finally fell on the person you wanted to talk to: Mr. Choi. And luckily for you, it looked like he was about to wrap up his conversation, which meant there was an opening for you.Â
âUm, itâs been really nice meeting you, Yena, but Iâm hoping to go get a word in with Mr. Choi, so Iâm going to head over.â You gave the girl a polite smile, and were starting to walk away when you felt her grab your wrist.Â
âWait! You should have Yeonjun go and introduce you! Itâs his dad, after all!â She suggested, an almost crazed smile playing on her lips.Â
âWhat a good idea!â Sieun added in. You sent her a you-told-me-you-would-keep-me-away-from-him glare, but she feigned innocence as she grinned at Yena.Â
You awkwardly glanced up at Yeonjun, who seemed just as unnerved about the idea as you. âOh, Iâm not sureâI mean, if you want me to, thatâs fine, butâif youâd rather go aloneââ
âNonsense! Of course she wants you to go with her, babe!â Yena practically shoved him in your direction.Â
The last thing you wanted was to introduce yourself to one of your icons, and make yourself look like a fool due to your crush on his son. The darned haired boy looked down at you, smiling apologetically. And in that moment, it hit you:
Youâre totally not over Yeonjun.
âUm, then, shall we?â He asked.Â
âO-Okay.â You stammered out.Â
You shot Sieun one last glare as you and Yeonjun started to walk off in the direction of his father, and then the two of you were alone together. As you walked, you had to keep your arms folded across your stomach, too scared of the possibility of your hand brushing against his. You couldnât believe yourself. Just a few days earlier, you were making out with Chat Noir on your sofa, and here you were, freaking out over the same crush you thought you were through with.Â
A small part of you wished the cat man was there. He had always been good at relaxing your nerves.Â
âIâm sorry about Yena. She can be a little⊠Pushy sometimes.â Yeonjun randomly spoke up.Â
You laughed. âYeah, I can see that.âÂ
He laughed as well, and if you could bottle up the sound of his laughter and keep it forever, you would. For a minute, the space between the two of you grew quiet, and even though the thought of talking to him terrified you, you also hated the silence.Â
âYeonjun?â You called out his name quietly, and he looked down at you with curious eyes. You swallowed hard, your hands becoming clammy. âIâyou donât have to do this. I donât wantâŠâ Your voice trailed off as you tried to find the right words.Â
âYou donât wantâŠ?â
âI donât want you to think Iâm only friends with you so I can get close to your dad.â You finally said.Â
The space became quiet again.Â
He sucked in a breath. âSo, weâre friends?â He asked, a hint of doubt in his voice, and you felt yourself start to panic.Â
âOh! I mean, I think weâre friends, but if you donât consider us friends, then thatâs okay. I donât want to overstep and be weird or anything, I just thoughtââ
âY/N, relax.â You watched as he rested one of his hands on your shoulder, your eyes growing wide. âI think weâre friends. Itâs just nice to hear it from you.â He spoke quietly, and you felt your face become warm.Â
When you finally gained the courage to look up, you were surprised to see how close the two of you were now. His dark eyes were gazing into your own, flickering between them as though he was looking for something. Then, they dipped down to look at your lips.Â
âYeonjun! Y/N! Yeonjun quickly retracted his hand when a voice called out to the two of you, and you turned around to see Kai running up to the two of you. âItâs Beomgyu! Heâs in the bathroom, throwing up, and he keeps asking for you guys!âÂ
You furrowed your eyebrows, looking over at Yeonjun to exchange a confused look with him. That didnât exactly sound like Beomgyu. But, there was really no reason you could think of that Kai would be lying to you, so you let out a sigh. âOkay, take us to him.â
IN HINDSIGHT, YOU DEFINITELY SHOULD HAVE KNOWN KAI WAS MAKING THINGS UP. But, it seemed like being in Yeonjunâs proximity was enough to cloud your judgment, like his presence was intoxicating to you or something. You werenât thinking very clearly as you trailed behind Kai towards the bathrooms, instead you were mostly focusing on how good Yeonjunâs suit made his back look.Â
You were a bit confused when you made it to the room Kai was claiming to be the bathroom, and found not only all of your friends, but most of Yeonjunâs as well.Â
âHeâs in there!â Sieun exclaimed dramatically, pointing a finger at the door. âOne second he was fine, talking to Jeongin and Heeseung about the tablecloths being used, and the next, he said he felt like his stomach was going to explode, and he ran into the bathroom!â
âOkay, but why does he want us?â Yeonjun asked.Â
âI donât know, he said he wanted his two closest friends!â
You looked over at Sieun, looking for any sign of a lie in her face, but saw nothing. Either she was a really great liar, or something was actually wrong with Beomgyu. You let out a frustrated sigh, looking down at your white dress.Â
âI swear to god, if he gets vomit all over this dress, youâre all paying for it.â You snapped, making sure to point at Soobin specifically.Â
With that, you opened the door, Yeonjun standing close behind you. But, when you peered inside the room, it was very obviously not a bathroom. Instead, it looked more like some kind of supply closet. There were some folded chairs lined against the wall, and some shelves that looked like they held some cleaning supplies.Â
âThis isnât a bathroomâŠ? Whereâs Gyu--?â
Before there was even time for the question to leave your lips, Yeonjun was stumbling into you as though someone had shoved him from behind, forcing the two of you into the room.Â
âSorry, guys!â You heard Beomgyu yell, before the door was slammed shut in your face and locked.
You couldnât believe it. Your stupid friends who knew you were trying to get over Yeonjun decided to lock you into a room with him! Apparently you were friends with a group of sick and twisted individuals. An angry growl ripped through your throat, and the next thing you knew, you started pounding your fist against the door.
âChoi-Fucking-Beomgyu, you open this fucking door right now!â You screamed, and swore you could hear his muffled giggles from the other side of the door. You tried slamming your fist against the thick wooden door a few times, but one particular strike caused you to hiss in pain and forced you to stop.Â
âShit, are you okay?â Yeonjun asked quickly, rushing over and cradling your hand gently.Â
You nodded. You were still seething with rage at the fact you were cooped up in here with him, but could feel it slowly dissipating. âIâm so sorry. My friends--our friends are so dumb. I-I donât even know why they would lock us up in here together.â You muttered, glancing over at the door. That was a lie, you definitely knew why they would do that.
Yeonjun let out a bitter laugh. âYeah, I have a few ideas.âÂ
âWhat do you mean?â You asked, looking up at him suspiciously. Did he know about your crush on him? Had Beomgyu told him? Oh, you were totally going to beat the shit out of him when you got out of there.
âOh⊠NothingâŠâ He let go of your hand, and instead reached up to rub the back of his neck awkwardly.Â
You nodded slowly, and leaned back against the wall. He was pressed against the one opposite of you, taking an interest in his dress shoes that he lazily clicked together. You werenât sure what your friends were trying to accomplish, since there was no way you were going to confess to Yeonjun any time soon, especially not in some supply closet at his fatherâs party.Â
Speaking of his father, he cleared his throat. âIâm sorry. I know you wanted to meet my dad, and some of the other people here.â He spoke quietly.
You shrugged, pressing your lips together. âItâs fine. I guess I can always meet them some other time, right?â You smiled at him weakly, and he nodded. âI still have time⊠I think.âÂ
âYouâre going to be fine, Y/N. You know, I meet a lot of young designers who come and do work for my dad and whatnot, and I donât think any of them hold a candle to you.âÂ
You met his gaze with wide eyes. âReally?â You asked.Â
Suddenly, you were hit with a wave of deja vu. This was exactly like your conversation youâd had with Chat Noir a few days ago, where he was comforting you about the exact guy you were talking to now. The guy who you thought had never really noticed you before. But, also the guy with a girlfriend. You had almost forgotten all about her, which you felt like made you a horrible person.Â
âUm, Yena, sheâs nice.â You said.Â
âYena. Yeah, she is. Sheâs very nice.â
The atmosphere had become so awkward, you wanted to scream.Â
âAbout Yena⊠Iâm not sure why Iâm telling you this, but--â
Once again, just when the conversation was starting to get somewhere, you were interrupted by the feeling of your phone buzzing. You held up a finger, indicating for Yeonjun to pause, and dug your phone out of your small bag to see a text from Sieun.Â
so⊠lol we messed up and the lock on the door is brokenâŠ
and
please donât hate me
someone at the party just got akumatized
You gaped at your phone with wide eyes. âShitâŠâ You mumbled on your breath, wandering over to the door to give the handle a wiggle. You werenât sure why you were expecting anything to happen. You were about to just transform into Ladybug right there, then remembered that Yeonjun was stuck in the room with you. âShit!â
âWhat is it?â The man in question queried.Â
You let out a frustrated sigh. âUm⊠Our friends broke the door⊠And apparently someone got Akumatized out there.âÂ
Yeonjunâs dark eyes widened. âAre you serious?â He demanded, and you nodded feverishly.Â
âYes!â You groaned. Then, an idea struck you. âWait! I think I know somebody who can help! Hold onâŠâ You opened up the Twitter app, thumb darting around to open up your direct messages.Â
âWait, itâs okay! Iâll get my dad to send someone over and fix the door!â Yeonjun tried to assure you, but you ignored him, opening up your messages with Chat Noir.Â
s.o.s iâm locked in a room at this party and someone got akumatizedÂ
You sent him the message, and less than ten seconds after you sent it, you heard Yeonjunâs phone go off.Â
Oh.
The room became silent, as the two of you stared at the phone in his hands. Just to test it out, you sent another message, and his phone went off again.Â
Oh.
âY/N, I can explain--â
Your head was spinning. Of course, the possibility of Yeonjun being Chat Noir had crossed your mind a few times before, but you had never actually seriously considered that it could be true. The possibility of your annoying partner being the boy you had been crushing on for years? Yeah, okay. It sounded like some sort of sick joke. Truthfully, Yeonjun was the last person you had realistically thought could be Chat Noir. Or, maybe youâd just been so in denial about the possibility, you had missed all the signs.Â
The universe was playing a sick joke on you.Â
âSo⊠Youâre telling me⊠You are Chat Noir?â You whispered.Â
There was no use in denying it. Instead, he nodded slowly.Â
You felt dizzy. âButâyouââ It felt like the air was being stolen from your lungs, so you decided to pause for a moment, leaning up against the door for support.Â
He said nothing. Instead, he stared at you with wide eyes, like he was carefully surveying you for each and every reaction you were having.Â
âHave you just been playing me this whole time?â You whispered. He sucked in a breath, like he was ready to start denying it, but you jumped to cut him off. âBecause I thought you liked me, really liked me, but you have a whole girlfriend. Oh God, and sheâs so sweet, does she know youâre Chat Noir? Does she know youâve been coming to my apartment at night to see me?âÂ
âNo! No, itâs not like that! Yena and I arenât even really dating!â He assured you quickly, speeding across the room to pull your hands into his own.Â
As he did so, you gazed down, imagining his gloved hands being the ones to hold you. He wasnât dating Yena. Well, that was good to know. Still, it didnât make the situation any better. It didnât change the fact that Choi Yeonjun was Chat Noir, and you had no clue.Â
 âI canât believe I didnât realize it sooner. I was too blinded by my crush on you, I should have been able to figure this out sooner.âÂ
Yeonjun paled. âYou have a crush on me?âÂ
âYes, you idiot!â You exclaimed, snatching your hands away from him. âI have for a long time, and everyone knows except for you, apparently! But thatâs not the point, the point is, I should have known!âÂ
âHow could you have known?â He was trying to comfort you, but instead it was just ushering a confession out of you, those little words that would change everything between the two of you more than it already had. âHonestly, Y/N, the thought of telling you crossed my mind, but⊠Ladybug would have killed me.âÂ
âI should have figured it out because I am Ladybug!âÂ
The words slipped through your lips before you had the chance to think them over and stop yourself. Your hands darted up to your mouth to cover it, as though it would be able to take it back.Â
It couldnât.Â
Yeonjun looked like he was about to tip over and pass out.Â
There was a creaking sound behind you, and you slowly turned to see the door to the supply closet being peeled open by a cringing Soobin. The rest of your friends were gathered around, peering at the two of you with wide, curious eyes.Â
You had a sneaking feeling that the door was never broken, and there was never an Akuma. Your friends had made it all up to get you and Yeonjun to confess your alternate identities to each other. Oh, you were going to kill them all.Â
âSo⊠Did you guys talk?â Jeongin asked, flashing his cute bread smile at you as if it might make you forget what they did.Â
It did not, in fact, make you forget. No, you were so consumed with rage, you wouldnât be surprised if you got Akumatized right then and there. Not even Jeonginâs sweet smile could calm you down now.Â
Before you were able to stop yourself, an angry scream ripped through your throat, and you launched yourself at your so-called âfriendsâ.Â
Discussing your true identities with Yeonjun could wait. Now, your top priority was going to be murdering all of your stupid friends.Â
authors note: so⊠yeah⊠it happened đ
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surprise!!! i wonder how they are going to react now that they know thisâŠ.
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