But when I looked up,
I saw you sitting on the edge of the railing of the rooftop
with your feet dangling down
but I saw something odd.
YOU ARE READING
The Seatmate || Park Jimin
FanfictionBeing seatmates with a silent kid is sometimes good or sometimes bad. He would smile, laugh, and giggle but never really said a single word. I would speak the whole time but instead of him saying anything, he just passed a note with words written to...
