Memory 02

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I still remember the day when I first met you. You were the same height as me, with small doe eyes and soft round cheeks. I still remember how you giggled while hiding behind your mother when we met at the park. "Aww Jimin, come here and talk to her. C'mon don't be shy."


Our mothers got along at once, knowing that their kids were of the same age, and wanted us to be friends too.


I had never made a friend, I didn't know what to say, and as if you understood my feelings, you took slow and tiny steps towards me before holding out your palm in front of me.


"Hello Lee Y/n, I am Park Jimin."



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