《MR RIGHT ✔️|| C.Yeonjun TXT》19.
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LUNCHTIME
: Omg girl you know what that means!
: What
: You and Yeonjun are meant to be!
: We're just friends! He's just trying to be nice
: *raises an eyebrow* You really are blind are you?
: Yuri, I'm not seeing anybody yet. I'm not ready for a boyfriend anyway. Do you like somebody?
: Well... there is someone 👉🏼👈🏼
: Really? Tell me!
: You know Choi Soobin?
: Aish I knew it!
: Don't tell him please
: I won't I won't
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HISTORY CLASS
History class was being boring af and Jenna was about to fall asleep. She just watched her teacher's mouth moving, who knows what he's talking about. Then she raises her hand.
Yes Jenna?
: Umm may I use the restroom?
: Sure, go ahead.
Jenna stood up and left the classroom. Yeonjun watched her leave before he raised his hand as well.
: Can I also excuse myself to the bathroom?
-
While Jenna was walking slowly, a hand touching her shoulder started her.
: AHHH!
: Shhhh be quiet
: "Bitch you were the one-"
: You don't really have to use the restroom do you?
Jenna crossed her arms.
: What if so? History is boring af.
: I think so too. Hey
Jenna looked at his grinning face, his bright blue hair shiny as ever.
: Wanna bunk off?
: Are you crazy?
: Oh come on that's what you were planning to do anyway.
He suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her with him. Jenna was surprised by his sudden touch and it made her heart race for some reason.
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First they left the school zone and went to find a convenience store.
: Let's get these! And that!
: Wow you weren't that desperate for food on our last date.
: Ok first of all that wasn't a 'date'. And second of all I like store food more than street food.
: *laughs* Yeah right babygirl.
: *blush* S-stop calling me that!
: Did you just stutter?
: Ugh this is why you're so annoying.
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Ideasthesia
A long-lost concept. An existence said not to be real. Ancient means for unknown purposes. It was none other than Magical Girls ? But, who says that, in this day and age, they aren't real at all? A phenomenon can exist although one does not have the concept by which to recognize it. It all depends on how we activate it. Even if it costs me my life and everything precious to me I will prove they exist.
8 89The Last Journey
A slice of life litrpg story... or is it? It's burning slow, though. Moving on: War comes with a great cost. Lives and time wasted for most part. One could either be run with sword, be poisoned, be bowed, and sometimes meet their end with just a tiny speck of wood. With magic, it becomes even more colorful. From lightning, to worse poison, to hovering rocks, to weird bladed leaves, to whipping roots, and to a lot more odd things easily reasoned with magic. A wonderful creation. But once used to something more than wonder, more than tricks to gather laughs, it becomes worse. War becomes worse. For there is not only blood to be spilled. A particular town almost met the same end. Soldiers geared with swrords and bows came with mounts. Horses burning lush grasses as it cracked boulders and the soil alike with every step. The kind that only war ones could ever do. Even strange wheeled creations that oozed danger were towed, loaded with something meant to destroy. But not once had they acted upon what such devices should've done, nor what an an army is supposed to do. Siege never occurred, as much as a command to war. No. Magic existed so a simple little fire is all the worth the town has. No sword drawn, no arrows nocked, nothing. Just some mana spent and through the ash they march. That was how Nudius saw her end. It came not even as a surprise. She didn't have the moment to fully register what occurred before she found herself in an empty dark space. Life lost, time spent. All from a fire that had not even touched her. But she knew very well that it was magic. Something she wished to have and strived for to have. Yet it seemed that none of it would matter now. Nudius was well aware of what the color around meant, of the odd situation, of the unfeeling state of her being. It was death and that was it. She didn't have to worry or dream further. Although there wasn't what she truly wanted in what death to her is, but at least, Nudius was comforted to what she believed death is. Rest. But little did she know there's something more than that empty space. It wasn't only the promise of rest, but was also more than she could ever hope for. Another chance at life. Another chance to dream. ***Tags are there just in case. You never know! Umm... HI-MI-TSU. Story blurb+: This is slow burn, quite slice of life story about a girl learning magic. All the while as she fatten herself up. So yeah, progression fantasy. But there's Litrpg! Numbers! Magic! Spells! And of course! There's something more. But read on ahead, please. Oh yes. Plot! There is, too. Disclaimer: The cover isn't made by me. Just layered it with a text. I got it from a free website, if I correctly recall. I'll see to it. (Haven't worked on it.)
8 153Crossroads
Elena Cochran begged her father to take a safer job after nearly being shot to death. They end up moving to a small town in Georgia on a secret that she doesn't know about. For her protection, he hires the president of a motorcycle club - Michael Gilbert to be her bodyguard. Elena only knows of him being her annoying, hot tempered neighbor, but everything about him intrigues her and ignites a passion within her that she has never known. He believes he is damned to Hell. He is supposed to protect her when the only other person she needs protection from is him. He is not a good guy and she is too good for him. She is a job, but when he first sees her, he knows he wants nothing more than to protect her, to love her. She slowly breaks down his walls and he has to decide on whether or not to let his heart take the lead or to use her feelings against her to keep her safe. Will Elena ever be able to forgive him or her father when she finds out the truth?
8 87Maze of Beasts
The Maze of Beasts a vast and dangerous realm. Seemingly endless in size, and containing a dizzying variety of monsters, it's the source of death and ruin but also riches and prosperity. Uncountable numbers of wannabe adventurers/hunters come to plunder anything of value, their corpses nourishing the very monsters they hoped to slay.Follow the journey of one man who escapes into the wilds of the Maze to free himself from enslavement and stumbles upon the power to command the Maze itself. *shameless sales pitch*Are you tired of your dungeonmasters leaving the dungeon, whining about things like 'peace is best,' being a hypocrite, acting like a retard, braking the tension for sake of a stupid joke, jumping to insane power levels or the story not finishing.Then come on down to Maze of Beasts emporium and gore manufacturer LLCHere we promise to maintain a modicum logic to the plot and worldbuilding.That the magic system has consistent rules and limitations.There will be an actual ending( no seriously I have a plan on where to take the story and how to end it.) Also on Scribblehub.
8 96Everdell: A Critters Tale
[Participant in the Royal Road Writathon Challenge] Critters roam the Evertree, the tallest tree in the world and peace has been had for hundreds of years, but not all is as calm as it seems. Prince Fir has been put into the Everguard for disobedience and must train with the guard, but disaster strikes and Prince Fir is sent to establish an outpost on the Outside, having to put up with a Guinea Pig that seems to hate him with a passion. Florence hates nobility with a passion, blaming them for sending his father and mother on a mission that they never returned from. So when he is told he has to train and set up an outpost with a Prince? Lydia, a rat has been tasked with an impossible mission, infiltrate the Everguard and destroy it from within. What happens though when you start to make friends with the enemy? What's a critter to do? ...................... Ideas and concepts taken from the Board Game Everdell, I'm a new author and I don't take this book that seriously and am just using this as practice for third-person writing in a light setting. I don't own the cover art and will gladly take it down should asked.
8 240Beastly
Beastly- very unpleasant, cruel, unrestrained."You know beauty fell in love with the beast" "Yeah but he didn't kill her father"This amazing cover was made by the beautiful and talented @zealouszoeyStarted - 16th May 2016Finished -16th April 2018
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