𝘼𝙐𝙂𝙐𝙎𝙏 𝘿 |𝙈𝙔𝙂|

Eleven: One Sided Love

~~~~ JIMIN'S POV~~~~~

There is always a love triangle...

      Weather it is known, a secret, obvious, or completely ignored, they come with many difficulties.

     There are always the two people who both love one another; and then the one guy who's left out.

     In my case, I'm the one who's "left out."

     I've known Jangmi since I was six years of age. I remember spotting her playing in the mud with a friend. I was instantly captivated by her sweet wide smile and soft laugh. I found myself staring at her with large doe eyes, unable to look away. I was curious, so I approached the duo cheerfully playing in the mud. Even at the age of six... I was slightly jealous when I realized the person next to her was a boy.

It was Jeon Jungkook.

    Jungkook was an orphan boy, who just hopped around houses, living with friends and then moving on. He was very strong, sneaky, and a very diligent little boy. He sure knew how to take care of himself.

Jungkook grew up stealing and getting into fights; he would do anything to protect himself.

     Me and Jungkook never really got to know one another. We would often nod in exchange or say a small "hello," but that was it. I eventually became so infatuated with Jangmi that I practically admired her from a distance. Jungkook was always with her—how was I ever supposed to approach her?

It was like they belonged to one another. They couldn't go anywhere without the other

     Eventually, when I was 14, I caught Jangmi all alone. She was washing her clothing in soapy water, wincing as the cuts on her hands came into contact with the liquid. I quickly scooted over, desperate to help. I could feel my heart beat wildly as I was finally about to approach her. I knew her... I knew everything about Jangmi. I knew her favroite color. Her favroite fruit. But she didn't know anything about me. She probably doesn't even know I exist.

    I'm considered an "icon" in the village. I'm well-known, self respecting, handsome, I have a gun, good fighter, etc. Lots of girls flirt when they get the chance. But I've always only wanted one person.

Jangmi.

No one else.

"Hello," I smiled bashfully, approaching her.
She looked up at me with that sweet grin, "Ah, you're Jimin!"
She knows my name...
"I am," I was at loss for words.
"Hey," she had said, pointing to the water, "Do you think... maybe... could you help me? My fingers are stinging..."

     She pulled her hands out of the soapy liquid, blood trickling down her fingers.
"Of course," I smiled, and gladly took over.

      It was the best seven minutes of my life. We talked about ourselves and our interests... but Jungkook repeatedly got brought up into the conversation.

"Jungkook is so good at that, too!"

"Jungkook is an excellent fighter, as well"

"Jungkook--"

The way she talked about him; her eyes sparkled with bliss. I didn't want to give up... what if she really did like me? What if there was a small chance? Or was I just being delusional?

And then, Jungkook came.

He smiled at me, but mainly kept his focus on Jangmi. He didn't seem at all bothered by the fact that we were sitting together. He just brushed me off, and kept both eyes on Jangmi. He listened to carefully to every single word she pronounced, always beating me to a reply.