Novel & Cerita Your Bts Story

-- John Green ＊ We walked in the same direction But this place is our last We used to talk about 'forever' But we're breaking each other down I thought we had the same dream But that dream became just a dream My heart is ripping, just set it on fire So the pain and the feelings won't remain You're my tear You're my you're my tear — BTS, Outro: Tear A U T U M N S U M M E R S I took a hold of myself to ask one single thing that mattered, "Why?" I did not care what he had done. I did not care if he was working for a possible psychopath. All I wanted—needed—to know was why he had done it. I needed to know in order for me to understand. His eyes held mine when he finally shook his head. "I can't

I exclaimed. “He is! You know him, he was always been the leader of this ship, not knowing before that I would really end up being his son’s girlfriend, gosh, my standard was Kim Namjoon but a man named Nathan ruined everything.” I laugh on her remark when she mentioned her BTS bias again. I am not quite familiar with BTS but that man named Kim Namjoon will not be forgotten since Leigh keeps on ogling over him. Even pulling out a Photocard from an album and it’s Namjoon, she will definitely freak out, this woman.

The sword that was hanging on Dennis's neck finally lifted up as the pace of the MV project sped up and the next day, a photoshoot for the album covers happened and the stills from photoshoot rocked the nation. A wave of curiosity made the nation go gaga over it but someone was there who became crazy after seeing Alden and Dennis's bTS happy pictures. "Alden! You are hateful", Iris found the MV stills and cursed Alden. Iris was hating Alden for Ryan's destruction. The next day, Finally, the shooting of the music video started and the storyline was the same but there was no sign of a girl but two boys were dealing with the hidden feelings. ~~~ It was a coffee date.

What a white lie! On one side is the ticking clock. On the other side of the pocket watch is a photo of V from the popular Korean boy band BTS. My roommate used to fan girl over BTS all the time. I look at the pocket watch. Then at the young man. Then at the pocket watch again. Disbelief. There is no way a guy like him is interested in BTS.. But then again, from prior experience, BTS turns anyone gay. "Mister, you are far from home, aren't you?"

They even moved together in groups, holding one another's hands as they exchanged smiles, probably happy to be granted another opportunity to perform together, since they disbanded, to all go on their separate journeys. 'How they must have missed one another because these guys were practically sisters.' I thought. After them were the Bangtan Boys ( BTS), and trust me, the scream grew louder as many more students emerged from inside and surrounded them. "Oppa." "Look here please, Oppa Jimin." "Oppa V and Oppa JK." The screams echoed through the sea and I smiled, understanding the fellow student's excitement. I would have actually gotten up to join them, but the crowd was much, and I did not w

“Then maybe that’s your answer.” Later that night, Ryan stood by his window. The streetlights blurred in the distance. His inbox pinged again a reply from L. Tansey, offering a call. He didn’t answer yet. Instead, he opened a blank page. And he typed: “A Story That Doesn’t Belong To You” by Ryan Calloway He stared at the title for a long moment. Then under it, he wrote: “This isn’t a story about revenge. It’s about reclaiming.” Two weeks later.

Everyone has stories they don't read out loud. Xxxxxxxxx Important I want to tell a thing to you guys... It's really important for me.. I started writing because of BTS.. I joined W*****d because of them to read their fanfic... They are my inspiration to write... I previously mentioned them on my story and there were many people who were army and I made friends with them... But there were few who was commenting hate for them.

Alex Kim… stop this… I feel so sorry about you. A/N: Sorry for the grammatical error and all. I am writing this in a faster mode because I will watch a sowozo of BTS! HAPPY 8TH ANNIVERSARY BANGTAN BOYS! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AND TO ALL ARMYS OUT THERE! LET’S WATCH THE CONCERT!

I was about to read another comment when suddenly I felt someone's presence beside me. I lifted my head and accidentally made eye contact with the person. I recognized him immediately. Kim Taehyung also known as V, one of the members of boy group BTS. We're the same age, but I was five years his senior. From what I’ve heard, recently his group's popularity was rising rapidly despite them being a group from a small company. Not many groups could survive for that long, especially if there’s no big company backing them. So, good for them, I guessed.

“What's the story? Why is Jayden here? Why did the other members of the BHB boy band come too?” “It's... complicated,” I replied curtly, scratching the back of my head. Even though it was fine for me to tell her about Jayden's amnesia and how it affected him and the BHB boy band, and that I was trying to make things right, there were some details I couldn't tell her, and I didn't want to risk spilling them.