Novel & Cerita Namjoon Quotes

Namjoo vehemently refused, “Me? I can’t be your opponent. Our levels are way too different. I don’t want to hurt you during our sparring matches. Don’t you see that everyone else is trying to avoid me? Why aren’t you doing the same?” Yuna shrugged, “I’m not afraid of you. I want you to be my first sparring partner. I trust that you won’t hurt me too badly. I think that you’d make a good opponent.” Namjoo sighed, “I don’t think that’s a good idea. What happens if you get knocked out by me? I’m sure both General Eunho and General Junho would punish me. I’m not interested.”

Se-Young just wanted to run away but she kept that fake smile plastered onto her face. “Sure, now I should get back to them.” she immediately left from there. “Runaway how much you want, I will not leave you alone this time.” he smiled talking to himself looking at her back. ... ~Next day~ Everyone was having breakfast when Tae-Hoon suddenly spoke, “Dad, I want to start working.” not only Min-Hoon but others were looking at him as he was speaking in some alien language except Hani. “Jung-Nan, pinch me.” Min-Hoon said to her and she did without thinking twice. “OUCH.” he groaned. “What type of revenge are you taking from me.” he said rubbing his upper arm.

(BJ Sunny) “If we could..we can even got rich and more popular right now…I can’t believe I wear this outfits…and even just got a 2 digits viewers…so annoying…wait…there so many people here…are they in lint for that Corn dog?..is it that good?..”. (BJ AhYoon)

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.”

He cut himself midsentence. “I'm so sorry, Noah. I didn’t realize. I'm a fool. I talk a lot and I talk rubbish. Not that I just talk rubbish, I do rubbish things. I'm sorry. I'm such an idiot.” He rambled and I couldn’t hold back my laugh. “Yes, you’re an idiot for asking me about colours but it’s alright.” I laughed at him. “Whatever Carter, I bet it would’ve been your favourite colour, if you could see.” He huffed in embarrassment.