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The Beginning of Destiny

The evening sun softly touched the window of a small but warm house. Y/N sat quietly on the corner of the big window, her long hair falling over her shoulder as the golden light surrounded her. In her hands was a sketch pad, and a soft shy smile appeared on her lips while she carefully drew something on the paper.

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Fictional men cannot live in reality dear. They are all written by women who dreamt of a man they wanna fall in love with.