in which Roseanne Park is unable to recover from her past heartbreak & suffering, refusing to let any outsider enter her world.
in which Park Jimin is in desperate attempt to get close to the girl he admires, however he's the worst when it comes to...
"you're good, I'll give you that." he commented as I put down my ukulele. we sat on the balcony of my apartment while admiring the gorgeous sunset at the edge of the horizon, our smiles that filled the moment with much beauty.
"I know, you don't have to tell me." I stated, making him roll his eyes at me playfully.
though faded, I could still remember that exact memory crystal clear in my head. his voice was soothing & beautiful, like a lullaby in my ear as he whispered "I love you." ; the only three words that could make my heart flutter.
who's 'he', you may wonder? well... I'm actually not quite sure how to put it. 'he' was a beautiful, yet painful, memory.
someone very close to me, my best friend, my first love. we were basically each other's support system because no one else had ever been there for us. we became lovers later on, I confessed my feelings for him & I knew luck was on my side when he told me he felt the same.
our love had no boundaries, nothing could compare to the happiness I felt or what we had before, but unfortunately, neither of us were ready for an ending. his little sister fell sick & they had to move back to their hometown in South Korea. he didn't tell me a lot about it, for reasons I didn't know & didn't want to question.
in hopes of saving his sister, he had to sacrifice being with me. I never saw him again after that, I don't know where he is now, what he's doing or if he's still alive.
riiiing!
suddenly, my eyes snapped open & I groaned at the sound of my alarm ringing, time to get up to another stressful morning.
I washed up & ran down to the kitchen to find out that I was already running late, shoving a slice of bread down my throat as I hurriedly put on my bag & shoes. I almost stumbled on the carpet while making my way to the door, slamming the door shut behind me & locking it.
I accidentally bumped into someone on the way & quickly apologised before running off, not bothering to see who it was. I finally made it in time for the bell with beads of sweat dripping down from my forehead.
"babe, you're late." Lisa reminded as I took the seat next to her. don't mind the nickname by the way, I go by the nickname "Rose" or "Rosie" but she likes to add more to the list.
"but I made it before the teacher is here!" I exclaimed, proud that I wasn't called out by the teacher for being late this time.
"hm, I suppose I see some improvement. anyways, have you heard?"
"what?" I asked, curious as she leaned closer to my seat & whispered,
"it's a new kid, from class A. apparently he got caught having sex with a girl in the bathroom & things didn't end very well for him. the girl put all the blame on him & accused him of r*pe, thus he got expelled for a week & the girl's parents wanted him to transfer to another class."
"woah," I gasped. "did he really....?"
"well, that's as far as the rumor goes. I don't know." she shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know even know the identity of this so-called person."
"I guess we're about to find out." I said & Lisa nodded at that. she quickly regained her posture as she noticed the teacher walk in, followed by a familiar red-head with tan skin & of average height.
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"wait a fucking minute... that's Jimin, Park Jimin. one of the guys I recruited for the football team." Lisa mumbled & shot her head to my direction to find my face reading the same shocked expression.
