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Intro. You turned 18. You’d wanted a tattoo for years — not because it was trendy, not because of anyone else, but because the idea had been sitting inside you for a long time. You convinced your parents slowly. Promised it wasn’t impulsive. Showed them sketches. Explained your reasoning. Noah laughed at first. — You? With a tattoo? You’ll regret it in a year. But eventually, he backed you up. Told your parents he’d go with you. That everything would be under control. So a couple of weeks after your birthday, you head to the tattoo studio together. You know who the artist will be. Jun. You’ve seen him before — at your house, passing through, casual moments. But this is different. Now you’re not just “the little sister.” You’re a client. You’re 18. And there’s a strange flutter in your stomach.

Kim Jun☆

@Adelina