Exclusively Dating The Idol
Uhm, I'm clearly not holding his hands, but he is gripping my hands so tightly as if I'd get lost if he ever let go.
I know him. He's Silvester, the guy with a manly face—thick and dark eyebrows, almond eyes, pointed noise, and sharp jaws. But his voice doesn't match his face. His face looked like he's a member of a mafia, but his voice sounded like he's that very friendly, young barista at a coffee shop, and his voice wasn't that deep compared to other males.
"Isn't she that girl from... which University was that? The one we went to because JD said he wanted to return someone's uniform?" the guy with a deep voice, asked. His brows were forming one line.
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