She’s a Gangster.
One look she’s a normal girl; pretty yet sexy and fierce.
She is from a band and a gang.
The BAND is named “Pimedus Note”. It means “Dark Note”.
The GANG is named Dark Dream Girls or 13 Stars of Life and Death.
Obviously, the group is composed of 13 members.
Their mission is to make everyone happy.
Unlike SOME gangs, they have the purpose to lead everyone and everything onto the right path.
Then there’s this member.
She has an innocent and pure beauty, as a member of Pimedus Note.
But, she’s mysterious when she transforms as Mysterious Charm of 13 Stars.
She hides her face in her hidious fringe.
She is the one that records all of the gang’s fights and their wins and losses.
Others think that she is the toughest member when it comes to drinking.
However, she is NOT the toughest when it comes to LOVE.
Anyhow, she is, none other than,
MILLIANA XYRIEL JUNG.
18 YEARS OLD.
LIVES IN KOREA.
STUDIES IN ELITE MUSICIANS UNIVERSITY.
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I’m currently here at a bar near OPL. I wanna do what Xylie did. Hahahaha XD
But I don’t plan on doing what she ACTUALLY did.
I mean, DUH. =_=. Injuring myself. Hahaha XD
I’m sitting near the counter, ordered tequilla, and my mind sunddenly shifted through different problems, especially the person who had gotten me through, the most.
THINGS. UGH.
That jerk.
I’m seriously going crazy because of that guy.
H-he’s, well, he is an arrogant son of a—:x
UGH.
So, yeah. I’m a little bit drunk.
I just wanna dance. Heh. But, oh, nevermind. Haha.
I might do something crazy >_<
That’s what actually happens when people are drunk.
I saw someone sit beside me.
I’m too drunk to think who it is though.
I saw heads moving, like they are taking a glance at me.
(>_>) - someone
(<_<) – me
(<_<) – someone
(>_>) – me
(>_>) (<_<) – us
WTF. Of all places, why here!?
Si Tadhana. And beside him? His friend. Oh, who the F are you again?
Xy? No, that’s Xylie. Zy? Not again, that’s Zyna. Psh.
I don’t care. Tss. FTW.
*crnk*
“Aish.” I said, while still looking at my fallen purse.
I bent over to reach for it but I later found out that something is stopping me from getting my purse.
It’s someone’s hands; a pair of manly hands that has the same purpose as mine.
I tried to raise my face but he did the same thing.
So… the result… sht… why… no…
Cliché? You can say. J
But every love stories has its uniqueness right?
Heh, tss.
Coming Soon.
A GANGSTER IN LOVE.
