Where the two always end up at the beginning. In each other's arms.
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I appreciate those of you who give this book a chance.
<3 This book is mostly for the lost lonely soul who are emotional in their nature. Something we can relate to...
A/N: Enjoy guys. It's my first fiction, so feedback would be appreciated. I used to enjoy comment section and reader. I wish this story reaches out to you guys, so we can make the comment section fun. <3 Borahae.
Btw, Circles by Post Malone would be the theme song. The story is more than that though.
Chapter 2: First encounter.
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Jimin walks slowly enjoying the weather on the street on his way to his faculty building. The campus is clean and filled with trees. Jimin loves looking at them. Looking down to his wrist watch. It's 8.50 am. 10 minutes away until the orientation starts. He shrugged it out at the thought of being late since his best friend just woke up 5 minutes ago because of his call. Nothing new. The duo is not so punctual, and they could careless as long as they don't get in troubles. Not like they care when they get into one.
"Ouch! Fucking sh*t" Jimin cursed in shock after feeling a heavy body bumping his right shoulder from the back. Luckily he did not fall, or his white plain t-shirt and faded jeans would have been stained by the dirts.
That thick body quickly turns around. Jimin observes the feature of his face roughly. Like. Really rough. Handsome is the conclusion from a quick scanning. Big doe eyes staring at him with unreadable expression. Jimin stares back with a blank straight face. Those pink thin lips parted a little still not uttering a word and not breaking the eye contact.
"I'm sorry. I'm in a rush. Did not mean to crash you that hard. Are you ok?" Jimins says sarcastically with his still voice knowing he himself should not be the one who said those words.
"Uh What?" The owner of the thick body asks looking confused. Letting the words digest into his system, he realized what the smaller is trying to imply. 'Say sorry to me already.' A cheeky grin appears on the thin pink lips. Sassy.
"My name is Joen Jungkook. I'm a sophomore. I really am in a rush." Jungkook says. A grin turns into a smile seeing the smaller's frowning eyebrows. "And you are?" Asking while scanning on the smaller's face. And no. No 'I'm sorry' or 'are you alright?' are heard.
"If you're in a rush, you really should keep running." Jimin utters back with a formal fake smile that does not reach his cheeks and eyes. "I'll excuse myself. Have a good day." Jimin says and starts to continue walking and ignores the thick frame in front of him.
That was unexpected.
Jungkook was expecting some sort of angry reaction from the smaller. "Wait. What's your name? Are you a student here?" Jungkook asks again. This cute little one got him interested by how he carries himself.
Not that he wants to get to know this cute stranger, or he wants to get into his pants (yet). All he needs is name and major in order to track Jimin down and 'tease' him more in the future. He sees Jimin got the potentials to be
