The eleventh day of February, the eleventh rose. By now days four and five were wilting just like my hope. Would you ever come back from war? Would you ever prove that we really can be together forever?
"Woo, come on! The carnival is in town! You love the carnival!" Yeosang exclaimed as he grabbed my hand. I sighed and followed him out of my house for a few hours.
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27 Roses and a Bouquet Woosan
FanfictionA rose per day I missed, and a bouquet to go out on. Wooyoung is a lover, and San is a soldier drafted for the war at a far too young age. San arranged for Wooyoung to receive a rose each day until he planned to propose. Wooyoung was told his lo...
