Thank you. Terima kasih. Arigatou. Kamsahamnida. Gracias. Xie xie.
Thank you for being there, thank you for not. Thank you for comfort me, thank you for ignore me. Thank you for your support, thank you for your cursed word. Thank you for keep me company, thank you for leave me. Thank you for love me, thank you for not.
Jjajan~~~
My special smile-makers in my life:
E-Family
-Cho Kyuhyun
-Cho (?) Hyori
-Lovely Evil Generation, Cho Yonghoon Continue reading
Lovabook Story #3
Angin seolah berhembus tepat di tengah-tengah Jiyoo dan Kibum. Hanya di antara mereka. Jiyoo bahkan tak sempat berkedip saat melihat lelaki itu berdiri di depannya. Ia juga tak sempat memikirkan bahwa bumi memang tak sebesar apa yang ia bayangkan. Bumi itu terlalu sempit untuknya.
“Kau ada di Seoul?” pertanyaan Kibum membuat waktu di sekitar mereka kembali berjalan normal.
Hyunyoung mengerjapkan mata, merasa bingung. “Kalian sudah saling kenal?”
Tak satu pun dari Jiyoo atau Kibum berani membuka mulut. Jiyoo sibuk menenangkan debaran jantungnya yang menggila sementara Kibum masih tidak percaya bisa melihat gadis itu sekali lagi. Mereka sama-sama mengabaikan pandangan Hyunyoung dan Hyukjae. Continue reading
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He really wanted to hold back Victoria’s hand, smiled, or even smirked at her and said ‘it’s okay’ or ‘don’t worry’. But he couldn’t hide his tired face. He felt burdened when Victoria suddenly called Nichkhun in front of him. Immature, yes. But he just wanted her to lean on him, faced this news together.
Kyuhyun didn’t need any special reason for that. He was hers, and he wanted her asked him to comfort her. And also, that man –who kissed her in the pictures- was him, Cho Kyuhyun. Not Nichkhun.
He didn’t want anyone else replaced his place.. his role.. or his spot in her heart.. Continue reading
Strawberry Room 