I remember asking him once .
What was his name ? And he replied , " Kim Taehyung."
Then I asked him , why was he here , sent to an asylums when he was totally sane according to me . That was what I thought then.
He has a smirk over his innocent face .
" You're an intern student . Aren't you ? Why don't you seek for the answers from your seniors." He replied
I was busy processing everything in my little brain when he shouted.
" I drew your confused expression , Y/N."
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灵魂的景观
Fanfiction" I didn't kill her . She's still alive." He said, his eyes glittering lively " And where is she even ?" I asked as my eyes widened . " Here ! In my sketchbook ." ~*~ "She wanted me to love her more but I only loved my painting. So I made her one...
