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Capítulo I: Sorry
Capítulo II: Maybe I Like You
Capítulo III: Falling Again
Capítulo IV: Crush
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6This is a fanfic of the couple Park Dong Hoon and Lee Ji An. These characters belong to Park Hae Young, TVn. The fanfic is not 100% faithful to the drama, there will be some changes to the story. Plagiarism is a crime.
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12 de novembro de 2019
Zuletzt aktualisiert
1 de agosto de 2020
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Português (Brasil)
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