Anindhiya; Ramorven Lovetaker.

je vous aime, Ramorven.

ㅤ ₊˚✧ 𝗖𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲, 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘀 ㅤ Anindhiya smiled slightly. His hands smeared honey on his croissant, cut it into small pieces and ate it in silence. Accompanied by a glass of lemon tea, Anindhiya looked at the Eiffel Tower which was clearly visible from the balcony of his hotel room. Anindhiya really enjoyed her holiday this time, being a singer in her home country is not a bad thing, but Anindhiya also needs a slightly different routine from her usual days, and this is the result. Paris, vacationing in the city of love is indeed the right choice. Anindhiya wore a jacket and beanie, left the hotel room and didn't forget to lock the door. Walking around aimlessly, breathing in the romantic Paris air. It was still early, few people were passing by. The aroma of freshly baked bread spread everywhere, pleasing his sense of smell. Anindhiya went to the bakery, bought two baguettes with extra fancy cheese. Then go back to walking around, hoping to find something interesting. Anindhiya arrived at the city bus stop, suddenly she wanted to look at the painting gallery. Enter and enjoy the beauty of the paintings in the gallery, occasionally taking a closer look, accompanied by classical French orchestral music. After she was satisfied touring the gallery, Anindhiya stopped at a cafe, bought crème brûlée and sat on one of the pedestrian benches. Enjoy crème brûlée, baguette and cheese as a snack. Ah, Anindhiya has never felt so free. Could it be because France has its own magic that makes it calm, comfortable and at home compared to always being in South Korea? Anindhiya threw away the trash, then walked back along the road. Stop by the Champs-Élysées area, just walk in and browse the classic and luxury shops there. Sit for a while in one of the outdoor theaters, then walk back further. Anindhiya walked back casually while putting his hands in his jacket pockets when his eyes accidentally caught the presence of a Ramorven whom he knew and loved very well. "Mon chérie, je t'aime," said the Ramorven in a gentle tone and a wide smile on his lips. Anindhiya's face lit up and she immediately took the man into her warm embrace. Long time no see, Anindhiya really didn't expect the magic of the city of love, Paris, to be able to bring her to meet her Ramorven. Again. Yes, that Ramorven. Ramorven who Anindhiya really loves.

The uniqueness that is happening in the world is now starting to propagate the spread of news related to the moon, spacemen and everyone who has an interest in space and planets will jump in to find out how this happened. Another thing happened to a girl who was on holiday in a country famous for its star flag, a beautiful country that everyone outside of that country would want to visit at least once in their lifetime. But the girl still has an interest even though she has been to that country many times, she said, “the food and drink there are delicious, better than my country. Everything there is to my taste!” she was able to be there thanks to her job and her parents who always support her in any way, never be greedy for what God has given her. God loves her, she is always given abundant happiness. She always smiles at the slightest right, does not lose the kind heart she has. Despite her arrogant face but the girl has a soft heart that no one is used to, a famous brand that is famous in the world—now she can work with them for many years. The girl who is always busy being a model herself or she often travels as a fashion show which is held several times and her brand often takes part in the event, the girl who used to be ordinary has now become extraordinary and can be known by many people with her face and heart.

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