Bts Old Pictures Novels & Stories

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My mouth struggles to stay closed, and she fishes out her phone from her back pocket. She flips through some things, before pushing her the device towards me. I grab it and exam the image. It's Anastasia, and the trio of bimbos, standing in front of a large tree. To the corner of the picture, you can see the left tail light of a white truck, speeding by. It's license plate is blurry. But this, this is marvelous. The Anastasia in the picture is her old self. The image is dated two years ago. Junior at high school, and a pain in everyone's ass.

He pulled out a picture from a file, it shows 6 guys, one of them was Chris himself. “Younger Chris,” Jihyun thought as she could see braces, and instead of the dyed dirty blonde hair today, it was a dark brown with a buzz cut. ”Never took him as someone who’d need to wear those and he looks kind of cute with that haircut…” she held back a giggle and took the photo, silently observing it.

Kola said to me as he walked in another direction leaving the stunned crowd. He turned to me and gave me his phone to hold while he brought out his wallet to pay. I glanced at the phone. Samsung. I couldn't decipher the model right away though. Somehow my hands pressed the power button and right there, the lock wall paper stared at me. It was the picture of my favorite kpop artists, BTS. I turned to him, my eyes sparkling "You know BTS?" I asked. "You are an Army? Who's your bias? Since when have you being an army? Are you an official fandom? " I asked excited.

He turned the screen toward Noah. Across every major social media platform and news site, a photograph had just been published. It wasn’t a photo of the engagement. It was a grainy, faded image from ten years ago. Four young men stood shoulder to shoulder, covered in mud and rain. One of them was unmistakably a younger, grittier Noah. Another had a hand resting on Noah’s shoulder, smiling directly into the lens. Across the bottom of the image, in bold, black letters, were six chilling words:

Nathan further proposed. “Already on that," Owen said with his fingers already busy on his keyboard. He typed up the name in the search box and clicked send. The next three photos that appeared left the two boys frozen with their mouths agape. Splattered on the screen were old romantic pictures of their mom and the same guy. The date on the pictures was as far back as six years ago. When the two boys finally regained themselves, they exchanged glances.

The pics changes from time to time. To be continued.

But it also has a lot of Polaroid photos, “Old friends. I don’t talk to most of them anymore.” “I’m surprised you even put these up at some point,” I murmur, stepping closer to look at the photos. A young Jae. His body was bigger than any other boy in the photos, but his face looks quite different. He was so small and young. My heart swells for a moment, “I don’t know how it’s possible, but you look more like Tate now than before.” “That’s true,” he laughs and watches me as I continue to look at them, “I liked taking pictures, the camera was mine. I have a million more Polaroids stored in the basement.”

Without another word, she unlocked her phone and began scrolling rapidly through her gallery. “What are you doing?” he asked, frustration mounting. She didn’t answer. Her thumb moved swiftly across the screen, flipping through images. Then she stopped. Her face stiffened. She turned the phone around and shoved it toward him. “Explain that.” He took the phone, confusion clouding his expression. Then he saw it. His breath left him in one sharp exhale. The photo. Old. Very old. But unmistakable. A group picture. Him. Shantel.

I was about to read another comment when suddenly I felt someone's presence beside me. I lifted my head and accidentally made eye contact with the person. I recognized him immediately. Kim Taehyung also known as V, one of the members of boy group BTS. We're the same age, but I was five years his senior. From what I’ve heard, recently his group's popularity was rising rapidly despite them being a group from a small company. Not many groups could survive for that long, especially if there’s no big company backing them. So, good for them, I guessed.