Namjoon Quotes 소설 & 이야기

Joonwoo’s answer came with a small, unshakable smile. “Because I don’t believe in lost causes. I believe in people.” He placed a hand on his chest. “If my conviction can reach even one person who gave up on themselves… then that’s enough.” Seojun’s eyes softened a faint, rare smile tugged at his lips. He pushed off the sink and shook his head. “You sound like a saint. Or an idiot.” “Maybe both.” “You know, that’s what makes you dangerous, right? People like you, the ones who still believe.”

The Cyclopean glare of the headlight dazzles him. **** “Jjajan!” Kim Ji-hoon greets in the tune of the Nextflix logo: jja-jan. “Jajangmyeon!” Nate blurts out and, clutching his chest, mutters: “Kkamjjagiya…” His hyung giggles. He’s seven years older but Nate often acts more mature than him. Nate supposes it’s because of their different upbringing.

(Well it’s because you aren’t taking care of yourself, why would you drive when you can barely open your eyes) Seojoon replied with his lips twitching as though he was fighting back a smile. “mianhae omma hajiman oneul ireun jongsinopssotkko ama naenyoneneun geuroke dwelkkoya” (sorry mom, but work was hectic today and would probably be that way for the next year) Dae-Hyun replied with a smile as a thought came to mind that although he never had his mom he had a wonderful family with his Dad and Seojoon’s family, who were seriously the best family he could have ever asked for, always thinking of his well-being. That’s why it would be amazing if his Dad could find someone and have the family h

At Jung-Hoon's study room. Jungkook took a glance at the clock and sighed. "It's already late. I should take a rest now. "Said Jung-Hoon before standing up and leaving the study room. As he entered his bedroom Jung-Hoon smiled a little, remembering old memories of him and Syanja. "Why can't life be this easy for everybody?" He murmured to himself as he lay down on his bed and closed his eyes. He hoped that everything would be fine and normal again for them in the future.

Jiwoon really don’t know what he should say that moment but he suddenly forgot what he was even thinking of—and one thing for sure… He would say the words Yenn wanted to hear no matter how many times he would make him to. But… Isn’t it a bit too much? Jiwoon sighed and just plastered a helpless smile and said the words he had been saying for almost an eternity now. “I like you” “Again” Yenn urged. He seems to be expecting something on the words but no matter how much Jiwoon tried to say it in the sweetest and romantically possible—Yenn doesn’t seem to be satisfied. He was much more irritated than before.

“First, he’s not my friend and second, I don’t know what kind of friend am I” Juancho got shock for what I said, he even stop eating. “What did you say?” he knows what I mean, that why he’s acting like that. He’s about to speak again when he notice that Joong is approaching, he stop. “I’m sorry about that, it’s my dad” he sit down “What’s your name again?” Juancho, aiming to hear Joong’s full name “I’m Jonathan Oliver Chu, but everyone prefer to call me Joong, it’s quite far but, I like it more than my real name”

Then JD-hyung speak. “Ah! Boys, I need to leave you here for now. I have to prepare the equipment for later. Enjoy yourself, Jun and David. And follow me later, Danny and Jaden.” “Yes, hyung.” Danny-hyung and Jaden said. “Thank you, hyung.” Jun and I chorused. “See you later, Iyah.” He then said to noona. “See you.” Noona said to him. The he turned around and we watched him move around the crowd towards the DJ booth. Iyah-noona faced us.

I'm thirteen now and don't know how my friends could be so mean I come home crying and you hold me tight and grab the keys And we drive and drive until we found a town far enough away And we talk and window shop 'til I've forgotten all their names "Ne. I was so worried about my nanny that I even cry in front of her and even Justin. His father was there too, so I guess that was the most awkward moment I have in my life," Danny chuckled a bit and Hazi swallowed the pasta on his mouth as he smiled sadly. * NE - KOREAN WORD for YES*

Youno shouted angrily at me. He will come closer to me when Youna intervenes with us. "I'm fine!" Youna shouted. She hugged Youno to stop him from approaching me. I wiped the edge of my lip because I had a taste for blood. "Remember you're just new here!" Youno said angrily to me again. "Is that how a President should be?" I seriously question Youno. "Shut up, Lever," Uris said to me. "This son of a jerk! The way you speak, you thought you have something to be proud of," Joaquin told me.

Woojin felt a slight pain in his right hand which heaved him out of his thoughts back to the verity; where the crowd was applauding for his big day, and his friends were cheering and praising him. Namjoon kept noticing that Woojin wasn't happy but he shrugged it off thinking he might be anxious for a new life ahead. "The rings are here", said Namjoon as he came forward with two boxes covered with a grimy red silk cloth. Woojin looked at Namjoon with sad eyes. Sad eyes. People say that eyes are the mirror to an individual's soul. Either it's the sobs for help or admiration and contentment, all of them lay in the eyes. But no one could read them at the moment.