Kakao Page Novels & Stories

Something must have gone wrong; something must have happened for them to either switch bodies or have one of them die. Kiara and Gia looked at each other, pointing at each other to break the news to Aesthelia. Their eyes are silently battling with each other. Aesthelia's confusion intensified as the two looked unable to tell her what they had discovered. Instead of letting the elderly know, we're going around to ask about your case. Those wolves from the other pack say the same thing: "Gia was the first one to talk, but she wasn't getting to the point right away, which was not her thing."

Darko replied. "Hmm ...w ait a moment. I'll ask someone who is crazy about Korea. I think this woman can give you a solution," Brian seemed to call someone on his cell phone and Darko waited quietly. "What are you doing and where?" asked Brian. "In Korea, of ​​course. I'm in the midst of preparing for the launching of my Oppa's newest album. Aaaaaah ... Kang Daniel !!" said the woman enthusiastically. "Tsk! You're so noisy. Just do what ever you want!" Brian scoffed.

She extended her phone towards me with tear-stained cheeks. I hesitantly took it and saw that it was a k pop news website. The article title read: Car Accident of Lee Jimin of SSB It said that the so-called kpop idol got into a car accident yesterday night and he's brutally injured. Along with his fans going fanatical over it and accompanied stuff; when, where, how, etc. And there was this picture of a striking fledgling man with brunette hair and a gorgeous leer gazing towards the camera.

It’s the way we seek closure. I’m surprised by the number of apps on Aunt Kim’s phone. She seems to really be a fan of playing games like Candy Crush. She has a F******k and I*******m page as well, and along with following me and Louisa, the only other people she follows are horse or animal accounts.

“I wish you could too babe. I promise to bring as many souvenirs as I can when I’m back. And video calls too. It’ll be like you’re there with me too if we’re always on Facetime. “ “You had better! And don’t forget to try all the delicious food too. Bulgogi, Bibimbap, Kimchi, Korean beef and Soju.” Both their mouths watered as Irene listed all the yummy dishes TJ had to try. “Oh and don’t forget to visit a noraebang!” “Noraebang?” TJ asked, her brows furrowed in confusion. Irene laughed at her bewildered face “A karaoke room dummy. You have to go belt out your favourite K-pop songs! It’s a must!”

[{•The story of Kazuo-kai•}] I REALLY NEED SUPPORT FROM ALL OF YOU, BY REVIEWING THIS STORY❤️ Stay sane and keep healthy 🌍 Let's cooperate with each other❤️ Happy reading 🤗 ***** [Kazuo-kai's P.O.V.] Seoul, South Korea. "Fyuhh, why is it so hot in here." I got out of the car, then I took off my coat. Right now, I stop and take out my phone.

(*KakaoTalk - application very popular in South Korea, used to communicate.) On Sunday Soo Min woke up with a huge headache thanks to which she immediately knew that had drunk a few glasses of soju too much yesterday. Soo Min didn't remember much of the evening, especially coming back home, but she hoped that didn't do or say anything stupid. While being in the living room, with a glass of water, sipping a bit to make swallowing of a pill for a headache easier, she received a text message. Soo Min put the glass down on the low table standing by the couch and in exchange lifted her phone from the counter and unlocked the screen, checking the content and who the message was from. It turned out

"Just watch! Her image will soon collapse because her true nature is so ugly!" Instantly the laptop in front of Jun flew away. His gaze focused on the figure of Kai who had lifted the laptop from the tall guy's lap. "Hey!" Jun snorted in annoyance. Journalist Hyomi Kang. The title written on the G****e page made ken gasp. His jaw suddenly stiffened in place. "What are you looking for about her?" asked Kai who seemed to be holding back the eruption of magma in his heart. "What are you doing? I just want to find out. That's all." Jun replied evasively while folding his arms to his chest.

“Is that so? Then I shall let you people have a state of despair and helplessness.” Kaze pulled his phone out and dialed a number. The contact was remarked as Mega Dance’s Alonso Anderson. “Mr. Lee! What can I do for you?” The call got through quickly and the terrified voice of a man came through. Kaze asked, “I heard Peach Media is a verified page on your platform and has a lot of followers. I think it’s ranked in the top 100 as well, is it?” “Yes, I’ve heard of the name. What do you want me to do, Mr. Lee?” Alonson asked timidly. “Ban it,” Kaze said casually.