NOOOO- *hunts u down*

Also a bit antisocial myself.

hyuluka fanfic gulpLuka, live with love.
(casually shows it)
I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I cried like a child, wanting a cradle.

I felt so pathetic, my feelings for a show like a museum. But how could I care about what other people thought of me when my very soul has been crushed down and broken into pieces? Hyuna was dead. And so was I if I hadn’t had another chance to see her.

I felt the memory fade right as Mizi towered over me, her hooded face basically confessing of murder. It was another memory connected to that one that I had gotten when she first beat me up after I stole Sua’s onigiri or whatever it was. I didn’t care.

I shot up after I woke, sounds all over me. I was in a hospital, with something in my arm.

I gazed at my bedside, Hyuna and Hyun-woo staring back at me. They were absolutely concerned as if I just died.

The first thing I did was drag Hyuna into an embrace and remind her of her painful words:

Luka, live with

Love

TWIN WHAT ARE YOU WRITING