My Time Bts Novels & Stories

We decided to hang out together and drink coffee near the school. After taking a shower, I choose to wear a grey mini skirt with a plain t-shirt. As I don't like to do heavy makeup, I simply apply some B&B's cream on my face, light pink baby lipstick and Lakmee eyeliner in my eyes. I watched my wall clock to check the time and it was 7:33 am. My phone rings, I checked the caller ID, it was from diru. I picked up the call... "Hello, Diru", I said.

I sighed and she patted my back "Everything will be back to place, I promise and I hope you will find your memory again in the future." She smiled Suddenly my phone rings, it's my manager "You have a radio interview today, I'll pick you up now and go straight there." She said "Okay." "Work again?" "Yeah I think thats the only way for me to distract myself because I kept thinking about him." I sighed and she smiled "Go get ready." She said and I nodded After that my manager picked me up and go straight to KBS because I'm almost late. It's 4 p.m now and I have to on air at 4.10

His expression looks horror and it seems like he's going crazy little by little. "Oh, Gosh! What the hell! HAHAHAHAH!" I still can't stop laughing. "And now you're cussing, is that because of this man? He's a bad influence to you." His head was even shaking while saying that. I bit my lip to stop laughing. "He is Byun Baekhyun, a 29 year old Korean actor and a member of EXO, CBX, and the leader of SUPER M." I remembered Baekhyun last night so I saved one of his picture and set it as my lock screen wallpaper.

However, when the gun was pressed to my temple, she suddenly pointed at me. “It was him! He insisted on coming!” Her tears and arrogance were reserved only for the ones who could keep her safe. The day my fingers were chopped off, I saw my reflection in a pool of blood. The “school heartthrob” who used to be whispered about by the girls now looked like a beaten and lost dog. The leader put on a smile and patted my face. “I heard you used to be a big shot.” Then he crushed the chopped off fingers on the ground.

There was no time to make him dinner. Still, I nodded. I could change my flight to 10 p.m. and let that meal be my last goodbye.

He forgot the urn in his hands, swinging wildly in blind rage. It slipped. The urn hit the ground with a sickening crash, scattering Eleanor's ashes across the dirt. The world seemed to pause. Johnny, watching from the sidelines, erupted. "Ben! You ungrateful brat!" He charged forward, slamming a heavy kick into Ben's side. Ben staggered back, stunned, as Johnny dropped to his knees, trembling hands scooping up ashes while tears streaked his face. Ben's phone buzzed again. He answered, his face shifting to panic. "Babe, hold on! I'm coming!"

She waved him off and he drove away. I was furious, angry....... wait, why was I angry? Fûck him, fûck her. I headed upstairs and into my room. My room was grey in colour. It had all the right things. I decided to listen to some kpop. I on my iPad and into my play list. I was fûcking tired right now. I played home by the famous boy band BTS. I wonder why people like them but they really have good songs and fans. I was tired. I was in the mood for sèx, I tried calling Ashley but she isn't picking.

But before people could react, Manuel's cold and deep voice sounded again, "Bryant, check the time now, it's one twenty and eighteen seconds." Bryant's eyelashes had already formed a layer of red clumps, but he didn't pay any attention to it. He also didn't look at the phone Britney had placed in the middle, but instead glanced at the hands on his wrist, taking only a second to answer simply, "Yes."

Three years later, Jeffrey and I were married. At our wedding, friends and family showered us with heartfelt blessings. I also received a letter from far away. It was from Harry, sincerely wishing us a lifetime of happiness. Over the years, he had reflected on his mistakes, and though he didn't expect forgiveness, he still wanted to apologize. Reading those words, I knew it was all finally over. The past, like a fleeting bloom, had dissolved into memory. My life now belonged to the future—one filled with love and happiness.