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wong viian ❝call me baby-nim❞ [A]14:51:07Reply

the sun shines brightly over the corporate buildings of the city, one in particular standing taller and seemingly more proud than the others. right down below, a man in a suit can be seen balancing a stack of papers on his arm. poor creature, forced to work a standard 9 to 5 when he always wanted to be a pig farmer. just as he steps out of the building, he sees a familiar figure standing near the parking lot. he didn't know what the person was doing there, but whoever they are, they seem to be v e r y busy trying to chop down a tree. confused, the young man approached the familiar person to ask what they were doing with the tree. but, fate was cruel to this young man, as he stepped too close at the wrong time, a bundle of pine cones from the top of the tree falling right above him at 6969 km/h. the pine cones hit him square on the head and he fell, his worm out name tag spelling "joochan" glistening in the sunlight. the mafia managed to kill another one, but unfortunately, he is just an innocent civilian.

mark lee ❝markle sparkle for president❞00:16:38Reply

joochan is my fave golcha pass it oN