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choihaiyun · 2 years

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ぬ̳ ꜝꜝ 🪞 txt.as.romantic.tropes♡̷̸﹪ ⋆ ࣪.

summary - a brief description of what type of love trope the boys would be

pairing - individual txt member x gn reader

a/n : I honestly don't know much Abt romantic tropes so Google was my best friend while making this 😭 I'm sorry if it isn't accurate!! Also hyukas part was a bit rushed cause I had no clue what to put for his!! the icons I used are from @njclouds and @luffyweb

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. ꒰ choi yeonjun

boy next door

you had been living next to the choi's for as long as you could be remeber, and it would be a lie to say your eyes never wondered to the room that was across you window

you were completely captivated by the boy next door, choi yeonjun.

he was a sweet gentleman, funny, and likeable. most of the girls that knew him liked him as well

you occasionally had conversations with him. before, when you guys were younger the two of you had been very close friend's.

actually more like best friends, considering there wasn't anyone else to play with and the two of your just connected

but grew apart as the two of u grew up

although you two never missed the long gazes both of you sent eachother

If the two of you were to become friends again he'd definitely be visiting 24/7, sleeping over, and helping you with whatever you need!!

. ꒰ choi soobin

first love

soobin is so sweet there's no way no one can fall in love with him bro 😔 his dimples have their own secret admirers </3

the two of u had met during school, u just so happened to share a class with him, and were actually partners for this class

u liked to think of it as love at first sight, although u weren't entirely sure if he thought of it that way to

his bunny like looks instantly pulled u in, his soft caring voice had u stumbling on ur words. choi soobin was perfect in your eyes, no flaws at all were on this boy

the two of u became close friends after that, ur massive crush on him of course stayed. it wasn't until a few months in soobin realized how much he admired, and even loved you.

he didn't know what you did or said to make it click in his brain of how he only wanted you and no one else, but he was so happy

to him it was obvious how much u liked him, and he wouldn't let that go to waste

. ꒰ choi beomgyu

enemies to lovers

ofc you guys aren't like actual enemies 😭 it's more like playful teasing and arguments

omg beomgyu loves teasing you at any chance he gets !! if you actually don't like it ofc he'll stop but there would still be teasing

beomgyu definitely confuses u and himself lmfao, from one moment he's teasing you over smth dumb u said and the next he's clinging onto you like his life depends on it.

I feel like he'd also be your childhood bestfriend!! so the arguments would just be a daily thing for the two of u, kinda like a married old couple??

omg when gyu realizes he likes u it's like the end of the world for him 😭 he's honestly mad at himself for putting ur guys relationship in jeopardy, just if u didn't like him back!! Also because he feels he has no chance and rethinks everything he's teased u Abt. "what if they didn't think I was joking-??"

beom would honestly panic and make sure u knew he was joking fs and while doing that accidently blurb out that he likes u 😭

it's super chaotic but honestly so cute

. ꒰ kang taehyun

opposites attract

taehyun honestly despised u when u first met 😭 u were just so different to him it was hard to keep his composure and he was constantly biting his tongue when around u

taehyun would usually stay quiet whenever your talking to him and try his best to seem uniterested, but as time went on and he noticed how you didn't bother him as much.

he suddenly got this yearning for your attention and realized how much he liked it

and also how much he liked you

taehyun was in complete denial when he realized after weeks of making it seem like he wasn't interested in you at all

he honestly doesn't know how to deal with it cause he feels he already ruined his chances with you :(

it would take a while for him to gain confidence to talk to u and try to regain the slight friendship you guys had

and possibly be more <3?

. ꒰ kai kamal huening

childhood friends to lovers

this trope is to cute I thought of some other tropes for hyuka but this one is soo 🫀

the two of you are oblivious to ur feelings, and also a bit in denial

I feel like hyuka would fall harder than u omg

he's so attached to you can considering you two had been best friends for years

you know absolutely everything there is to know Abt hyuka and he knows everything Abt you

the two of you had been there for eachother for everything so hyuka always came to u first whenever there was a problem

ur like the first person he'd look for in a room crowded with all of his friends </3

and you felt exactly the same

both u and hyuka were oblivious when it came to crushing on eachother

but when hyuka realizes and accepts it he gets so awkward and stiff around u 😭

it changed the whole atmosphere while he's hanging around u if that makes sense because now everything's different

like he viewed everything so differently cause know he wanted u more than ever

it would take hyuka a while to gain the courage to ask u out but when he does he's so nervous and he's like freaking out tbh !!

but he felt so relieved when u liked him back omg

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choihaiyun · 2 years

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pairing : soccer captain!beomgyu x fem ice skater!reader

genre : enemies-friends-lovers, smau + some written chapters fluff, comedy (attempted), angst

featuring : winter from aespa

warnings : beomgyu is kinda arrogant here, bullying, cursing, cheating, to be added (+)

being able to have the opportunity to be one of the exchange students in arcadia academy especially at this year’s annual sports event and districts has it’s great perks and benefits for y/n until she spilt coffee on the soccer captain’s new soccer shoes.

MAIN LOBBY

profiles one | profiles two

1. Welcome | EXTRA

2. Bad impression

3. Ratio

4. Calm down

5. Thinking 5/2. One condition

6. First advice

7. Teach the basics

8. Grudge

published : april 29,2022

ended :

schedule : mon, wed, fri

taglist : @darrensos @letmeal0ne @yeonyeonyeonjun @day6andetcetera @stephsfav @ni-sh @pr0dbeomgyu @yurhrt @ashxxkook @tsookies @strawbrinkofdeath @chonjaeidol @junqwonni @igotkpoops @tonightletspretend @sfthyuka send an ask or a message to be added

all of my updates are scheduled

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choihaiyun · 2 years

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intros

Warnings: Mentioned in each chapter + masterlist!

Y/n (She/her)

Biomedical major

Roommates with Xin

Xin (She/her)

Literature Major

Wingwoman #1

Hyunghae (He/him)

Stuck in Europe with Xin

Literature Major

1/3 of the ”plays” group

Jungkook (He/him)

Arts major with digital focus

1/3 of the ”plays” group

Taehyung (he/him)

Business major

Rich boy, also 1/3 of the ”plays” group

Summary: Living the life as a broke college student/YouTuber is already not ideal. Of course it doesn’t get better than when a quarantine is enforced and your roommate Xin is stuck in another country.

With no physical interaction except your cat, you rot in the apartment of yours and slowly disintegrate while trying to remain on the top spot of Oyster Kitchen.

That is until a whole new world is opened by a single anonymous message;

“Caesar salad”.

this is a work of fiction. copying and translation without my consent is prohibited. all use of photos and references are not for commercial purposes and i do not profit from this.

taglist (open):

dividers done by @miyamuramood !!!

#kpop #jungkook #jungkook x f. reader #jungkook smau #jungkook x reader #kpop x reader #kpop smau #bts #bts smau #college au #bts x reader #choihaiyun #1000 ping x 720p #ficscafe #witchinghours

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choihaiyun · 2 years

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choihaiyun · 2 years

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1000 ping x 720p, j.jk x f.reader SMAU

Warnings: foul language, dirty jokes but NO nsfw!!!! Joking of dark subjects

Living the life as a broke college student/YouTuber is already not ideal. Of course it doesn’t get better than when a quarantine is enforced and your roommate Xin is stuck in another country.

With no physical interaction except your cat, you rot in the apartment of yours and slowly disintegrate while trying to remain on the top spot of Oyster Kitchen.

That is until a whole new world is opened by a single anonymous message;

“Caesar salad”.

chapter index

intros

new chapters to be added

this is a work of fiction. copying and translation without my consent is prohibited. all use of photos and references are not for commercial purposes and i do not profit from this.

taglist (open):

dividers used made by @miyamuramood

#kpop #jungkook #bts #bts smau #bts x reader #bts x f. reader #jungkook x reader #jungkook x f. Reader #jungkook smau #kpop x reader smau #kpop smau #choihaiyun #houseofincatations #ficscafe #ficscafé #witchinghours

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choihaiyun · 3 years

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Will y’all kill me if i discontinue mint chocolate?---

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choihaiyun · 3 years

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Hi!!! Can I be added to the taglist of Mint Chocolate? It's so cute and I'm very interested abt where it will go (人*´∀｀)｡*ﾟ+

Yes ofc!!!! ^^

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choihaiyun · 3 years

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forget me not, h.hj

warnings: angst, character death, brief explanations of blood, angst angst angst hwang hyunjin x gn!reader wc: 900-1k synopsis; your first love is your first heartbreak, because if you're meant to be it's your last love. except when it comes to hwang hyunjin.

The droplets felt like rocks as they reached your back, yet you continued running with Hyunjin close behind you. Just like any other 8 year olds did, the two of you were enjoying the summer rain wearing the thinnest of shirts and loosest pairs of trousers you could find. Though wasn't that the charm?

The charm of innocence, forgetfulness and living only for the moment. That is all you remember, at least, as you think back on the fond memories.

Or maybe that's not the word for it; fond. Maybe it's just mere memories that play again and again as you catch the scent of something so familiar, yet something you cannot point out. Is it perhaps the buttery smell of greasy popcorn, or maybe the sour smell of tongue frying candy? Whatever it is, it causes you to think back to your childhood days.

The days when love wasn't the most important thing in the world, and when all that could fit your mind was the worry of what's for dinner.

"Let's get married in the future," Hyunjin said, catching you off guard and letting the football in.

"Hey, that's cheating!" you yelled but he only chuckled.

"I'm serious though! Aren't you meant to marry your best friend?"

You sighed, shook your head and clasped your hands together. "It's still a weird thing to say," you muttered and adjusted your football gloves. "Besides, I'm going to marry someone pretty." You didn't mention how your body got hot from his comment or how your ears were prickled red; and you definitely "forgot" to mention how you wished he would kiss you in the future.

"Oi! What's that supposed to mean?!" Hyunjin pouted angrily and muttered under his breath something inaudible.

"Hehe!"

2 weeks later, you waited for Hyunjin to show up to the neighbourhood's football field. It was way too small, the nets were disheveled and the grass as hard as iron; yet again, it was part of the charm. As long as you had a ball and Hyunjin you were satisfied.

You'd meet every day at 5 PM on the field. Since you went to different schools you couldn't walk together; luckily enough you were, however, only a mere 30 metres away from one another in the neighbourhood. When you couldn't fall asleep you'd peek through your blinds in your bedroom, looking if a certain Hyunjin would be awake.

Just like any other day you waited patiently, ignoring the other kids' invites. There was no fun in playing if Hyunjin wasn't there anyway.

The clock then reached 6 PM and you thought maybe he's eating dinner. You therefore continued waiting patiently for him, said good night to the other children who had to go home and reassured the parents of the kids that you were allowed to be outside this late.

But when the clock reached 7:30 PM you got annoyed. Where could your friend be? Maybe he had to study and wasn't allowed to go outside?

You were tired but decided to pay him a quick visit anyway. Maybe you could bribe his parents to let him play with you for just a second?

Something felt off when you knocked on their door. It wasn't different in any way, yet it still made you uncomfortable. You still decided to knock on their door and waited patiently for the footsteps to become clearer. His mum opened the door and you explained everything, begged on your knees and she only chuckled at you. Your charms won like always, so soon enough Hyunjin sprinted out of the door with a football in his embrace.

"I can't play for long though, so let's play on our grass instead!"

You nodded and excitedly played with him until the sun set behind the trees. The dusk was something you cherished and despised at the same time; cherished because of its beauty and despised because it cut off the day.

"Ah, I need to go inside to study again..." Hyunjin groaned as his mum shouted at him from the kitchen window.

"One more?" You pleaded and he sighed before placing the ball back on the ground. As usual you were the goalie and he was the penalty kicker.

He ran a few steps before shooting right towards your left side, his right side and you almost caught the ball in your hands; but only almost. It slipped from your fingers and instead shot away to the other side of the street.

Hyunjin quickly looked at his mother who sighed but told him to hurry up. He looked stressed but you didn't worry, his mum was too nice to yell at him.

He crossed the road.

But only once.

On the way back, the drunk neighbour swerved his Volvo away from Hyunjin at top speed. It wasn't quick enough though, as it hit him right in the side despite his jump away. And when your scream echoed through the neighbourhood, the doors of the houses spread across the street were already open from the sound that caught the neighbours' attention.

And when the drunk neighbour got out of his car to instead sluggishly walk away unbothered, Hyunjin's dad had to hold you back with tears in his eyes from attacking the neighbour.

While your eyes were prickled with tears, Hyunjin's dog sniffed on the football that began rolling down the street. It created a pattern of blood behind itself; and at that moment, you knew you were never going to touch a football again.

this is a work of fiction. copying and translation without my consent is prohibited.

#hwang hyunjin #hyunjin #hyunjin x reader #kpop #straykids #stray kids x reader #skz x reader #straykids x reader #hwang hyunjin x reader #kpop x reader #choihaiyun #witchinghour #witchinghours #ficscafe #ficscafé #hyunjin angst

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choihaiyun · 3 years

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falling back in love, m.yg

warnings: sickness, hospital surroundings, not really anything more angst, fluff, min yoongi x f.reader

you were living the perfect life with yoongi. despite his tsundere-like personality, he had a soft spot to you. every sunday you would walk in the park together or go out and eat a picnic. it was all great until recently, when you were hurrying home after work to get to your husband as soon as possible to celebrate your 5th anniversary.

you could feel how your car almost drifted for each turn you made. yoongi had told you he'd get off from work earlier than usual (which of course, as a doctor, is splendid). wanting to finally be the one to surprise him with something for your anniversary was what made you hurry home and immediately begin to make your kitchen a bit festive.

it was all fun, truly; you turned the kitchen to look like a luxurious diner whilst wearing your favourite outfit in preparation for his arrival. hopefully, he'd be a bit exhausted and feel relief when seeing your gift.

when the door finally knocked you sprinted towards it, wanting to engulf him with a hug. usually on your earlier anniversaries, it was yoongi who surprised you on the doorstep with a large bouquet of flowers. pimping your hair a bit extra before opening you swung the door open. however, this year, he was once again the one to surprise you. but not him in person; instead, an ambulance worker greeted you back with "are you miss min?" followed by a "your husband has been in an accident".

"ma'am. ma'am-"

Friday, 10:21 PM

You wake up abruptly and readjust yourself in the uncomfortable seat. a familiar nurse stops shaking your shoulder and lightly smiles at you.

"hello, mrs. min. do you want me to prepare you a bed for the night? she questions and you smile lightly at her before shaking your head as a polite no.

"no no it's fine, truly," you respond and grip your jacket on the backrest of the chair. "I'll get going."

the nurse nods politely and leaves the room for you to be in peace with yoongi for a second, yet you dislike it. you dislike how incredibly still he lies or how his fingers spasm whenever they reach for yours. you hate the way he tries to speak with you but not being able to, due to his sore throat. you hate how his eyes are never fully open and instead in a squinting mode. you hate the way the only sound in the room is his everlasting ekg beeping, his own breath with yours and the mundane tv that is always running. as if yoongi can even manage to understand what it says.

what you hate the most of it all though, is how yoongi is in constant pain. how he groans every time he tries to readjust himself in his hospital bed, or how he almost cries each time he tells you goodnight or i love you.

i love you.

how ironic, right?

you sometimes wonder if he truly does. his memory is light, with barely any left. it all feels overwhelming. all your memories, all of your perfect moments. each time you try to talk to him or tell him stories, he tries to pretend to understand and remember. but you know, you know deep enough his facial features to know how he looks when he’s lying and not.

"yoongi?" you mumble and sit down on the side of his bed. despite the overbearing pain he manages to show a faint smile at you; which you've by now understood is his way of saying yes. "i need to go home now. i love you, all right?" you tell him and land a kiss on his forehead.

his eyes close slowly at the warming touch. as if not managing to stop, you hold him close to you and smell his hair lightly. you truly prefer his strawberry-scented shampoo than this average hospital shampoo. he doesn't smell like yoongi anymore. he only smells like medicine and toxins, something else you've grown to hate.

"-i... lo-lo-ve... you too," he manages to push out of his sore throat. despite telling yourself to not cry each time his throat becomes hoarse you can't bear it. as your eyes feel giddy, you leave a kiss on his hand and he smiles.

"I'll see you in the morning, okay babe?" you question and he nods.

something is not right with his smile though; it feels slightly off. it feels like his mouth tries to speak but it's too incoherent. wanting to stay, you question your choices but knowing he won't be able to answer you reluctantly leave.

"good night sweetie." You say and smile at him before closing the hospital door.

Tuesday, 09:24 AM

yet another day in this place you'd call hell. however, once you enter yoongi's room, as usual, the nurse greets you with an unusual smile. she excitedly shakes your hand and you nervously chuckle before asking "is something up?" with a rather excited voice.

she nods and hurriedly drags you towards yoongi on his bed.

"he felt a bit better today. min, if you may?" the nurse excitedly says and turns towards him.

you smile at his eyes that finally seem a bit brighter and clearer. his skin even looks more colourful and plump, not in the slightest like the grey-ish tone. being as emotional as usual you run to his bed and sit down beside him. since you're used to him not being able to move, you're pleasantly surprised when he wraps an arm around you before sliding the table beside him above your thighs.

"oh- oh..." you mumble and try to relieve yourself from the immense happiness of finally, after several months, being able to see him moving normally. or at least somewhat closer to normal.

however, he seems to be in a rebellious mood today as he brings out a pen and paper. the nurse squeals and mouths an "i'll leave you two alone!" before leaving the room. you nod before redirecting your shocked face to your husband.

"y-yoongi! you can-!!!"

he nods like a madman and smiles idiotically; almost as idiotically as, as he has referred him to, a special younger brother with a fabulous black hair's smile.

as if not wanting to spare your poor heart for even a millisecond he begins to write with his left hand on the paper. he gives you a teasing smile and you hug him as closely as you dare to.

maybe things are starting to turn around.

Friday. 9:21 AM

yet another day in what other’s would call hell. yet somehow, life feels lighter for each passing day.

yoongi’s “experiment” with the writing wasn’t the start. it was simply the beginning; soon enough he could get in and out of bed by himself. you now feel more like his actual wife rather than his caretaker.

“y-y/n?” yoongi mumbles through his hoarse voice and you raise your gaze from the shared laptop to his face.

“yes, love?”

“... i remember.”

you sit still and feel the world slowly stop. the sound of the film is long muffled as he smiles at your confused yet happy face.

“y-you what?”

“... i remember. i remember the night we met,” he responds.

your bottom lip trembles as you search for anything to respond.

“that’s…”

before you can answer, he kisses you. his kiss isn’t as fierce as it once was, yet it’s less dry than before. his lips are plumper and taste so much sweeter; they don’t taste like the awfully clean tap water anymore.

“i remember why i love you, and i remember why we fell in love.”

1 month later

“yoongi…”

“l-look babe! look!” your husband excitedly responds as he frowns while trying to move forward on the parallel bars.

the doctor with him just barely helps him by pushing his back. yoongi’s muscles contort as he moves forward, flexing beautifully. despite them being less than 3 times smaller than his original muscles, they look so strong.

and yoongi himself? he finally looks like he’s alive again.

despite knowing he’s different, almost somebody else, you smile at him. because you’re still in love with him. even if he can’t remember your memories or the exact words from special moments, you’re willing to fall in love once again.

maybe he won’t be the exact same.

yet the way he looks at you is the exact same as always: the way he looked at you when you walked down the aisle at your wedding.

i might not remember much- i mean, i barely remember anything. but even if my bones have been broken or my limbs have had inflammations, i still know i love you. i don’t remember how i was before, and i truly want to know. because each time i see you, i feel this warmth inside of me. min y/n, i love you and i am willing to fall in love with you again. i want to see why i love you as much as i do.

i love you.

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choihaiyun · 3 years

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awww !! and yes, for once i am trying to not have any typos (;

warnings: mentions of death || taehyung x f!reader

For each day that passed, a petal was torn off from your rotten body. The petals that had fallen off by themselves were becoming dry, almost crispy as the air brushed past your grey skin. You laid beautifully like a statue, arms resting beneath your head to support you on the hardened stone. A pathway had been done from the beginning of the woods to your grave, one that only one person used.

Taehyung walked with short steps his usual route from his house to your grave where you laid. Although it could be considered a grave, you weren’t buried beneath the ground; no, you were the flowers. You were the flowers that grew over the years, and you gave them the energy to continue grow to become as beautiful as possible. With a kind heart you passed away painlessly, just at the same spot as you still laid in.

The ground around you had begun burying you beneath the grass, as if it was a liquid that you were diving backwards through. Your eyes would open at times to catch a glimpse of light, yet nothing was enough to keep you alive.

When someone is suffering from one-sided love, a rose forms in their heart. The longer it goes on for, the larger it gets. The thorns begin to rip up the insides of your body and slowly it gets to your lungs, causing a slow but beautiful death as petals rise through your mouth. While it was a tragic scene to witness, it was sure beautiful.

When Taehyung plucked one of the flowers that surrounded your body to put it in his daughter’s hair, he didn’t forget to carefully water the crops. The water had been cleaned naturally and then processed to contain nutrients for flowers to grow extraordinary in, which could be one reason as to why the flowers seemingly sprouted through the ground at the touch of it.

Taehyung’s daughter had your name. She was so beautiful with big, brown eyes and a smooth skin that sparkled in the sun. She wasn’t very pale like Taehyung, instead more towards the tan type. She had fluffy, coily hair that was gathered in a small bun; occasionally Taehyung would pat it as if it was a stress ball.

“Father, when will she come back?” Y/n, the daughter, asked Taehyung and he sighed.

She understood the sadness in his eyes, she understood how hurt he was. She understood why she could at times hear his cries from his empty bedroom or why he had gone to your rotten body for ages to preserve it. After all, you were a beautiful lady with delicate features alike a doll.

Taehyung couldn’t help but feel regret the first time you shed a drop of blood from your mouth. He had his suspicions that you fell out of love a long time before it, which got confirmed; And while you both fought for your life, a thin thread slowly broke.

He didn’t know if he was sad when he saw how you fell over the flowers that day. Your eyes were wide open and your hands grasped for something, anything. But as you realised what happened, your toes had already hardened to stone.

The way your mouth shook around the petals in a desperate try to apologise still haunted Taehyung’s mind. He could remember the way the petals trembled as your tongue tried to brush them away, yet they kept on swelling and flowing.

It wasn’t Taehyung that had fallen out of love; it was you. You fell in love with the person you thought you wouldn’t love. You fell in love with the person that hurt the most for Taehyung and fell out of love with that same person; and despite your tries you knew things weren’t the same. So why were you the one who got the curse?

“She’s resting for now. Let’s go baby, we need to cook dinner,” Taehyung said and lifted his daughter up. He placed a soft kiss on her temple and she kissed his cheek in a weak try to erase his tears.

“I want mum’s favourite dish!”

“Of course baby, we’ll do that,” Taehyung said and glanced past his shoulder at you. And in some way, he believed he saw your mouth slightly turn.

Was it an illusion, or were the petals actually becoming fewer?

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choihaiyun · 3 years

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Awwww thank you!!!! ^^