Jung Hoseok and Park Jimin's fate weave colorfully together in each new recreated universe as the last.
Always somehow finding themselves on a the blank canvas of a cosmos that was splattered in paint with hopes of setting order.
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Even with the Ṃ̵̨̢̲̼̭͇̬͓̼̎̃͆̆̿͐̈́̉͘͝͝Ḭ̷͓͚̠̞͐̏̌ͅȘ̴̥̱̟̤̜̬͛̑̐͆̌̄̆̏̂̚͘T̴̤̱͍̯̥͉̙͓͖͚̦͗͜Â̴̦̏K̶̨̪͂̊̐͊̆̿͆̄̉͝͝E̴̬͚͙̿̀͌̑ they found each other in this life.
Always threaded with one another within each freshly made universe,
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and perhaps the N̸̺̫̱̯̲̄̀̎͊͑͝Ĕ̴̻̝̜͓͂̈́̎̇X̴̫̔̈́͆̄̅͘͝͠Ţ̴̛͎̥̣̤̜̣͛͛̐̏̋͑
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