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You were good in studies and you always got chocolates from the teachers, but you would always share them with me, even though I didn't deserve them.


I still remember how I didn't attend school one day due to the heavy rain, and you forced your mother to bring you to my home after school even in that bad weather.


As I got down the stairs when my mom called for me, I was shocked to see you in such a messy state. You ran towards me with your disheveled hair and wet raincoat, as your mother widened her eyes. "Jimin! Your boots!" "It's okay Mrs Park" my mom said and giggled at you, as you took out a few chocolates from your bag and handed them to me.


"Y/n! The drawing teacher gave me chocolates, so I came here to share them with you!"



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