I always liked to watch slowly slipping raindrops from the window.
Every raindrop seems same,
Almost perfect
But if you look at it closely you can notice a weakness to.
The weakness of a raindrop is that no matter how beautiful it is,
It will fall and hit the ground.
That day the rain was giving really nice sounds and there were only a few people left inside bus.
I saw a car passing by near the bus I was inside.
The bus and this car stopped at traffic lights. On back seats sat a pretty guy.
He wrote something on the phone and showed me.
He had to caught me on staring.
* I see you *
I giggle and grab my phone to write him an answer, but I was too slow and traffic lights turned green so bus moved.
.... That day rain keep on pouring.
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Flower girl 🌼 / Hoseok
FanfictionAbout a very shy, anxious and depressed girl who find her hope and bloom like a flower. Woa that's cringy I don't recommend