Author's note

"I- I need to tell you something, Taehyung." I said while fidgeting my fingers.

"What is it?"

"I like you. Actually, no. I love you" I said looking up at him while blushing so hard. This is the first time I ever confessed to someone. And to my best friend.

"O-of cause you do! We're best friends!"

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A story where a girl stays herself and pretend everything is fine even after a lot of rejections from Taehyung.

Is it possible for one person to stay strong even after a thousand stabs?

Truly, love can both heal and hurt.

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A/n: it's cliché, sorry.