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Don't Make a Promise with a Child. Oh Sangwoo Warning: “Killing Stalking” is seriously messed up. Some same elements will be present in this fic. | Let's put our parents' clothes on and pretend to know what goes on. | A small giggle as nude colored high heels awkwardly clopped towards the full-length mirror, a soft pink chiffon train threatening to trip the wearer as it dragged against the cool wooden floor. "Sangwoo!" Y/n's high-pitched voice called out in awe, staring at her friend with wide, e/c, orbs. "You look…" Her face pinched and scrunched up, the little cogs in her brain desperately working to recall the word s