When Eunbee comes back to Korea and meets her childhood best friend Kim Taehyung who is now a member of the most famous boyband, BTS, the last thing that comes into her mind while she is enjoying the nostalgia those glazed eyes and boxy smile brings...
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Blank wrists.
Arin stares at her bare skin, where months back 'You are crazy' was imprinted.
It is strange though. She never felt the urge before and it was probably because of the string around her wrist but now? After the words vanished? The urge is present.
She feels it when she sees Jimin's contact pop up on her phone and her frown deepens when upon answering, she is asked to come to the back gate. And she feels it when she sees him standing in front of the gate, masked and sunglasses up but anyone can make out that is Jimin.
"Why are you here?" she says, clutching her phone against her ear.
"Surprise?" he says, opening his free arm but clutching it back in his pocket, as he tries to sound not very enthusiastic.
Arin walks with her phone still against her ear and neither of them keeps it down even when she stands a few steps away from him. "I am indeed surprised, Mr Park."
"This way, madam," Jimin finally keeps the phone down and opens the door for her. She squints her eyes at him, weirded out by the strange treatment. Enjoy while it lasts, Arin, a.k.a, Y/N, she tells herself.
"Where are we going?" she asks, putting on the seatbelt. Jimin simply shrugs, adjusting his mask and inserting the key.
Arin pouts. Jimin notices how she doesn't ask more or even try to get the answer out by asking vague questions. She has stopped coming to the dorm frequently, doesn't fight over snacks—instead gives up on it if anyone else already has their eyes on it. They were the smallest things, yet those things were what made Arin, Arin.
Jungkook told him too, how she replies in the shortest phrases possible. Even when the boys invited her over to watch them shoot, or watch a movie back at the dorm— she made an excuse.
Jimin feels it is almost like she's trying not to interfere in their lives, she wants to be invisible in it.
"Arin," Jimin whispers, making Arin hum. "Is everything okay with you?"
Arin shrugs, "What will not be okay with me?"
Jimin does not say anything but sighs. "Are you hungry? Did you have lunch? Want some choco sundae?"
"No, Yes, No," she replies and turns the music player on. Jimin curses under his breath. She doesn't even want to talk.
"You know you can't lie to me, I know you enough for that," Jimin says. "What is up?"
"What do you want me to say?"
"Whatever is bothering you," Jimin says. "You know it yourself, you are not being you."
"Was I ever me in front of you?"
Jimin sighs. He doesn't push on that matter, let's her be. Back at the dorm, everyone is so excited to have her with them. Jin even prepared her favourite noodles even though Yoongi was the main cook. Jungkook has kept a handmade pot for her ready to wish her good luck for her finals.
