notes to my heart
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Taeyong spotted the florescent pink paper from underneath the lip of the table, unfolding it and smiling.
“How was your day?” was written, the letters slanting slightly, the rush in the person’s handwriting evident.
That was their routine, to write small notes to each other and hide them under the desk. That’s how it always was, and how it seemed to always be.
Foreword
I'm back? Did you guys miss me?? Idk I can't believe I'm going to try and get back into writing again uwu. Please do be patient with me as I'm a sophmore in high school now so school is TUFF. Love you guys and please support this!
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