Novel & Cerita Hanashi Ni Naran Na

“And you’re like Marty, who was dead set to Finding Nemo. You’ve finally found your drift.” Suho leaned closer, their face 80 centimeters apart, “But, you’re my Nemo.” Afterward, he moved over and kissed her on the lips. Hana’s face turned pink flush. She leaned back, struggling to hide her smile. Suho tilted his head, checking Hana’s face, “So are you coming with us to Chuseok? I don’t want to leave my Nemo behind and get lost like Dory.” “Hahaha. Sure. You didn’t leave me any choice, did you? Still a smooth talker, eh?”

*How are you? Naara blinks, making sure she isn't hallucinating right now. Hanie's sudden presence makes her so stunned. "Ha... Hannie," Naara stutters. The woman in front of Naara nods with a big smile looking at her. Naara immediately left her stationery and hurriedly walks towards Hanie. She hugs her best friend in college who has recently been distant from her. Naara is so happy with Hanie's presence who wants to greet her again like when she first came to this campus.

At first, he tried not to be affected by all the words that Nara delivered, now the man was glued to see a photo of a little girl who was smiling broadly in Nara's phone. Deg William's heart seems to be stopped at the moment, his pupils widening as he saw the little girl in the photo just like he did as a child. Her eyes were Nara's, but the smile and other parts of the child were his. Indeed, the child was not as fat and cubby as baby Wilo but William cannot avoid if the child was the seed of him. "What.. What's her name?" said William, who still pays close attention to the beautiful girl. "Hana, Hana William Ayumi," Nara Answered, who again wiped away her tears "I'm sorry if I used your na

If someone were to stumble here, they might have assumed that two large beasts had wrestled with each other for food. A few ways ahead, Santina stood panting and sweating. She was nowhere near capturing a horned rabbit as she was killing a wild boar. "Santina!" Evy was completely ignored, as she didn't even turn to make sure she wasn't an enemy. How badly does she want that rabbit? "Sensei!" Still Nothing. "Santina-sensei!" "What!?" She finally turns around and appeared tired and frazzled. "I got one. We can share."

Blend in, keep your head down, and move on before anyone gets too close. As she walked down the bustling hallway, murmurs and whispers followed her. She was used to it. She didn't just blend in. She found her locker and fumbled with the combination, her hands trembling slightly. As she opened it, she caught a glimpse of herself in the small mirror inside. Her long, curly silver hair cascaded down her back like molten moonlight, shimmering with an otherworldly glow. It was the kind of hair that defied explanation, the kind that drew eyes and sparked curiosity exactly what she didn't need.

Hackling sweetness. --"yo...you?" Running?? #Unfulfilled_Love #Sabiha_Moyuri

Monica remembered that this should be the name of this girl. Nanami is a petite teen girl with average height and build, standing at 158cm. She is beautiful and has a D cup. She has a fair and light complexion, long, straight, brown hair that is usually tied up into a ponytail, and she has goldish-brown eyes. Looking at Nanami, Monica felt confused, wondering whether this heroine had a cataract or something. In truth, except for "Yasashi" (kind), he didn't see Sorata's charm points, or rather, there was nothing besides this "Yasashi".

As the music swelled, each girl emerged from the darkness, one by one. Nia: Hana wa saite chitte. Eien no honō mo nakute. No, nothing will stay the same. Waka tte itakedo. (Flowers bloom and fall. There is no eternal flame. Nothing will stay the same. I knew it, but…) Raye: Sukui ageru ash. Yasashī memories of us. Like sand in an hourglass. Mō modosenainoni. Kaze ga saratte ku.