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JIMIN

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And I guess I found him too

We spent our seven minutes staring each other. Her eyes just sparkles like lost stars, little lights spinning around, searching for the moon.

I inhaled the air, as my heart suddenly pounds harder. I exhaled, and it pounds back. And it keeps repeating.

I couldn't handle it anymore, so I laughed it away. "Let's eat! I'm craving for pizza, and I also have planned other things too", I said, standing up.

She stood up afterwards, "Jimin..", her voice trailed through my heart. The way she called me, not like she always do.

I turned around, showing her my smiling eyes. "Wae? Let's go eat, I'm hungry", I pouted my lips.

"Oh--", she looked like she has something to say. But it's just to heavy for my heart to listen, though she haven't said anything.

We take the bus, and she sat beside the window. It feels a bit far, I couldn't find her beside me, she's in deep silence, and I feel my confidences are gone now.

Don't Jimin, you have so many things for her!

I look outside through the window, "It's like paper town, it's ugly from up close", I said. It was the word she told me before, and it's true.

She chuckled, then she writes something on the fogged window.

And love are like paper heart.

Just before I could ask her what she meant, the bus stops. I hold her wrist standing her up. We quickly get down the bus, and find the pizza store.

We found it, not to far from here. Once we entered, Angie stops on track, "I need to use the bathroom..". I smiled, letting her wrist go.

I sat down near the window, and when the waiter came, I ordered one large Hawaiian special.

Couple minutes later, Angie came back with her face is now smiling. "What did you order?"

"Hawaiian", and she nods her head, taking a sit across from me.

"How did you actually manage to do all those beautiful things actually?", she asked. I smirked proudly, and raise my index finger to my lips.

"It's a secret", I replied, which makes her to rolled her eyes.

It's not easy though, I had to ask a lot of people who wants to do it. That halmuni was actually Taehyung's grandmother. Then the painting was actually there from the start, also that Arabic man is a professional from the start.

The balloons, the paper planes, the cards, the beautiful words, everything was with a help of Hyemi and Taehyung.