I pushed her for reasons. What are the reasons? I don't quite know either..
Nike is strange. She's cold and mysterious but then turns into a brave and sensitive little girl. I want to know more about her.
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She was in my arms. I had to do it. I can't stand her crying. She's too young, she's too inexperienced to cry. Her tears stained my ordinary baby blue t-shirt and I caressed her head.
I knew why she was crying. Of course, she was afraid. Frightened. Traumatized. Besides, she's just a normal girl.
Then why does it seem like I've seen her before? And why do I have mixed emotions around her? This bubbly feeling down my stomach.
The bubbly feeling of hate and sorrow?
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the future ➵ Minho
Fanfiction//previously called to the future we head ➳ "I know you." "I know myself too." "Who are you?" "I'm Nike." The person who ruined you and everyone else... I wanted to add. Copyright 2015. All rights reserved to James Dashner except for my charac...
