Romans & histoires Only Look At Me By Taeyang

“Although I can’t exactly see you. I can just hear you speak and I can reply.” “Really?” Jimin asked, excited. “Wait, how does it feel to be inside me? What do you see? Can you see like…inside me?” “Not exactly,” Tae said. “I can see all the things you decide to look at. I can see your friends staring at you like you are crazy in the corner. I still wonder how all this is possible though so don’t blame them. If I was either of them, I would stare at you as if you were crazy too.”

Ryan said as he, Alejandro, and Trunks exited the room. Cornelia turned to Suhee the moment the door closed. “So? What’s the other song you mentioned?” Suhee smiled faintly. “Ash by Ateez.” Cornelia’s eyes lit up. “Yes! I love that one—it’s trending right now. Honestly, I thought you’d pick a Stray Kids song.”

(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)

For up in their skies, the black mist appeared, looming over the city, sending every last person who dared to venture out earlier scampering for shelter. A young man and his sister peeked out from their apartment window and snapped a photo of the mist as it headed for the Gangnam. In a matter of minutes, the photo went viral, sending a tremor of terror down the spines of all who saw it, for, within the mist, a shadowy face could be seen. It was the face of the devil himself. ***

"I'm glad that I still have an effect on you, babe." That's what the text said, and it was accompanied by a photo. I immediately looked at it, and I almost wanted to throw my phone because of what I saw. It was a photo of Cole Aiden under the shower while holding his angry member! That bastard! He better be prepared because I won't let him get away with this! I want to strangle him and kick his ass! Ahhh, that bastard, I'm going to throttle his neck to death!

Best Maya +0001xxxxxx I couldn't help but choke back on tears. Is this real? Is this just another joke God is playing on me? I asked myself. Maybe, just maybe... I could take the chance. After all, I had already lost her once, it wouldn't matter too much if I lost her again, right...? "No, this can't be real! She's dead!" I shrieked. I looked around frantically, desperately searching for a sign that this is all just a figment of my imagination, a cruel prank fate had laid in store for me, but there were none. All that awaited me was the familiar-looking items displayed all around the room.

I frown at him. " Really, close your eyes." I take a breath and then close my eyes. " Alright my eyes are closed, now will you -" " Shhh, just wait for it." He says in almost a whisper. " What?" I whisper too now. " Can you hear it?" He says. Okay, he has gone way too coo koos now. " What am I suppose to be hearing exactly?" I ask impatiently. "This." Before I can ask him what in the world he's talking about, music starts playing from somewhere. Now that's not what makes me to open my eyes, it's the fact that my favourite song by the Beetles called ' Here Comes The Sun' is playing.

Playlist for all of you!! 'Drive You Insane'-Daniel Di Angelo ' Standing next to you'- jeon jungkoook ' Diet Mountain Dew'- Lana Del Rey ' one of the girls'- the weekend, Jennie kim ' Hard to Love'- Park Rose ' Obsessed'- zendros, Lima 'Renegade'- Aryan shah ' Cold Blooded'- Chris Grey ' Babydoll'- Ari Abdul ' Spring Snow'- 10 Cm (lovely runner ost) 'Come Back to me'- RM

And maybe that’s why my chest clenched the second our eyes met. Her gaze didn’t skim over me as it should have. It didn’t settle on my sister, the golden one, the flawless one. No, Celine looked at me. Really looked. Like she could see straight through the tattoos, the hoodie, the way I’d spent the last two years hiding in coffee shops and late-night walks, trying not to exist. I froze.

Ethan occasionally lowered his head to listen to her, adjusting himself to her height. His profile was sharp in the light, his features calm and elegant. For one careless second, our eyes met. I tried to read something different in his gaze.