Whom did I kiss     ll   A TXT fan-fic   ll

Whom did I kiss ll A TXT fan-fic ll

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One is her crush. Other is her guardian angel. Third is her childhood friend. Next is her frenemy. One of the five boys is her brother. One of them is her future boyfriend or maybe husband! Read to find out.

Chapter 1 Nice to meet you

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Heyooo!

I hope you are doing great and if not I'll make sure to make it worse... Haaa.... lol ...just kidding.

I've been reading fan-fics for 2 years now and finally decided to start writing. So proud of myself Lmao 😅.

I sometimes listen to so much of these K-pop songs that I even get dreams at night ft. these idols....Wait... certainly not wet dreamzzxfgg... please 🙏😂. So I decided to compile them and create some masterpieces. Therefore here I am. 🤗

One of those fan-fics writers who inspire me is someonepassingby .I don't know if we ever get to know each other but anyways.... love you... thank you... (in JK's style if you remember that vlive 😂😂) .

This TXT fan-fic is my 2nd book I started but the 1st book I'll be finishing .

So ....everything in this book after this chapter is based on AU. All the character's are fictional. If they somehow resemble the events in reality, it's just a mere coincidence or.... let's say my art of fiction 😸.

Everything is fiction here except the friction causing your heart to flutter as my words flow to you. 😅🙏💞

Sorry if you cringed.

Nevertheless... Happy Reading everyone. Thank you so much for stopping by. Saranghae . Borahae. 💞💞

Ok now move ahead before I start flirting with you 😜👋.

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