Beginning Of Hell
Yoonjo is a 17 year old girl who moves to England to study at the same boarding school her mother attended, her parents died as soon as she was born and her uncle raised her. At this boarding school, she discovers that it won't be as she expected, strange things start to happen and hell begins... for her.
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Yoonjo is a 17 year old girl who moves to England to study at the same boarding school her mother attended, her parents died as soon as she was born and her uncle raised her. At this boarding school, she discovers that it won't be as she expected, strange things start to happen and hell begins... for her.
Chanyeol sempre se perguntou se seria amado algum dia. Talvez Baekhyun seja a resposta que ele nunca esperou encontrar. Entre desastres mágicos e primeiros beijos roubados, esses jovens bruxos descobrem que o amor não é apenas um sentimento, mas um ato de proteção. Afinal, o que é um balaço no peito comparado ao medo de perder quem se ama?
[reescrita] Kyungsoo sempre sentiu que algo estava faltando. Isolado após um acidente que o afastou da Força Aérea, ele vê sua rotina virar de cabeça para baixo quando um homem misterioso surge em meio a uma tempestade, ferido e chamando por seu nome. Chanyeol, o alto rei elfo, passou séculos procurando por Kyungsoo. Mas agora que finalmente o encontrou, há um problema: Kyungsoo não se lembra dele. Por estar em um lugar onde a natureza élfica nunca existiu, o rei corre perigo, por isso Kyungsoo precisa decidir entre cortar a comunicação com a realeza élfica e deixá-lo ir, ou embarcar junto para a Terra média sem a possibilidade de voltar para sua casa.
Kyungsoo is in love with people who are the opposite of him, even if Baekhyun doesn't fit as "opposite", he conquered him with his unique way and his power to bring words to life. Definitely an important person who has earned a special place in your heart.
Chanyeol seemed to see everything as it really was without the slightest difficulty, I needed to use a brush and paint to be able to appreciate things the same way he did, but I could finally see it. Maybe he should paint the flower grower more with his beloved flowers and give life to all that affection that was directed towards them.
Every moment we spend together becomes special, a sweet memory that I will keep with me fondly... But who knows in the future, I'll tell you how I really feel so that more memories can be created.