(Lecturer Park)
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.Gently falling drizzle, makes a pitter-patter noise against the studio apartment's glassy windows. The clock ticked and marked the time as 6.10 in the evening. Spring rains are, most of the time, unexpected yet pleasant surprises for most people. So the ones who ran looking for shelter didn't take it negatively, but indeed, most of them felt unlucky for not packing an umbrella with them.
Jimin blows the hot cup of coffee as he opens the French window to his small balcony. He aimlessly watched how people were running to search for shelters as the drizzle turned to heavy rain. The chilly, weather gives Jimin goosebumps, but he cares less and decides to stay out.
In no time, his grey sweatshirt sprinkled with tiny dark spots where rain droplets fell and changed color. The blowing wind splashes more water droplets on Jimin's face, so despite having a roof above his balcony, Jimin starts to get damped in the rain.
He walked inside and removed his sweatshirt from his upper body. The chilly air that sneaks into the room through those wide-open windows makes Jimin tremble. Nonetheless, he squeezed his hands like a happy kid. Park Jimin loves rain. He had so many dreamy memories he made on rainy days which he is still fond of.
"Don't run silly it's slippery," Yoongi yells as he puts both of their bag packs over his shoulder. It was a rainy Friday evening. They were walking towards Yoongi's grandmother's place after the bus ride they took from the hostel.
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Papa And Dada
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