Visual Novel Bts Novels & Stories

She asked, now showing me a beautiful eyes—acting all like a child. I groaned and Nathan chuckled. “I have spent my savings for buying online and there would be a concert in BTS next month. I need to go.” She mumbled while biting her lips. “You know that I love them so much.” “More than me?” Nathan intervene from her side. She hissed. “Of course, more than you. Do you think highly of yourself? Are you Kim Namjoon?”

Kola said to me as he walked in another direction leaving the stunned crowd. He turned to me and gave me his phone to hold while he brought out his wallet to pay. I glanced at the phone. Samsung. I couldn't decipher the model right away though. Somehow my hands pressed the power button and right there, the lock wall paper stared at me. It was the picture of my favorite kpop artists, BTS. I turned to him, my eyes sparkling "You know BTS?" I asked. "You are an Army? Who's your bias? Since when have you being an army? Are you an official fandom? " I asked excited.

It means a great deal to me! ＊ At first, every day is like that Beyond the tears hidden in the rain I'll wait for you, let's start over So that in the future I can meet you again with a smile — Let Go, BTS T Y L E R V I N C E N T "I knew it was you."

Sven still hadn’t returned, and Jasper was still with the other managers and department heads. Sven didn’t include me in their group and just left me with instructions. “Mommy, can you buy me BTS photocards? Please! Please! Please!” I laughed at Zanyca’s message. She probably saw new pictures again. She’s totally crushing on V-one of the most handsome members of the kpop boy band. “Sure, baby. I’ll look online. How are you over there?” I replied. “I’m fine, mommy. Sometimes I get out of breath when playing tag, but I’m okay. The neighbors’ dogs are so cute. I want one too, mom. Can I have it? Please.”

Annalise looked at his retreating back with a small smile and shifted her gaze ahead before pulling her phone out from the jacket pocket and began scrolling through her I*******m. Like every other k-pop fan, she had her I*******m feed filled with all k-pop artists. She scrolled down the posts before coming to halt and swooning over Jungkook and Suga. How she had wished several times that they’d marry her but turns out, they don’t even know she exists. They were the hottest men she had seen. She would do anything to actually touch them. Even frame her hand and not wash it, if one of them or anyone one from BTS toucher her hand as a matter of fact. Jokes apart, she actually loved them.

Lord knows they need it. I look down at the girls and lean in closer to her. "She thinks I'm getting hanky panky with Melissa," I mumble. It's more than I told her earlier. She presses down hard on the bloody knuckle, and I grimace. "I hate that you do this to yourself," she sighs. "Why?" That's a good question. Fuck buddies are overrated and I'd just want to fuck Rae anyway. But yeah, I don't know why the fuck I do this to myself.