K-Pop Radio : BTS Imagines

Jimin - Cold Night

Song : BTS - Butterfly [A/N holy yas my favorite song of all time]

Park Ami : you

Finished : March 24, 2016

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I let my face to dry off by itself after washing it, grabbed my hoodie, and quietly exited the room that I shared with Yura, not forgetting to bring the key with me.

It was already night time after an exhausting day. The mountain's view healed me after a long time of being surrounded with gadgets and machines, but it didn't heal my lonely soul as I barely talked for the whole day, as always.

I looked to my right and left. The dim light didn't form any other shadows except mine, indicating that there was no one there. Good.

I walked farther away from the lodgings, and approached the empty open area near the dining hall that displayed a nice scenery of mountains, pointy trees and green terracing over the wooden railing. The place was still illuminated with the lights from the boys' area, which helped me to cope with my fear of dark.

As I walked down, I could feel the breeze hitting my skin. I didn't use my hoodie purposefully; I liked this kind of weather.

I liked how the coldness would nip on my arms, which made the hairs there to stand up and let the wind to caress them.

I liked how the breeze would compliment the beads of water from when I washed my face, decreasing the temperature of my cheeks and letting my face skin to rise up its sensitivity even to the smallest puff of air.

I liked the silent voice of the coolness, where my ears could suddenly pick up every sound of the air friction whenever I extended my arms and a cold gust hit them without doubts, letting my fingers to have a dip on the cold air too.

I liked cold.

I still slung my hoodie over my left arm, then rested both of my elbows on the fragile-looking rail and rested my whole weight on it.

It was dark, but I still could see the silhouettes of waving branches and hear the occasional sounds of crickets. 

I recalled the events earlier that day. The others were so active and were all extroverts; the polar opposite to my more introverted personality.

They probably always wondered why I always kept my mouth shut, without realizing that I, too, had a lot to say about myself and my precious moments in the foreign country I used to live in. But another occurrence happened months before this; when I just entered this school.

"She's such a slut. She flirts with every boy, she thinks we'd accept her easily, and her songs suck. She doesn't even know how to play piano."

I clenched my fists, remembering things that Mina had told me about what Nari said behind my back.

Nari was indeed the nicest person when I just moved to this school, and the most wicked person on this grade too. Mina was quite close to her, but she definitely had a nicer heart than her and told me how she talked shit behind my back.

And my mistake was that I put all my guards down when I moved here, assuming that they were all honest and nice, without realizing that I should've shut my mouth since the beginning.

I tried to erase the thoughts about that witch and hummed a song to soothe out my mood while finding for more inspirations to compose more songs.

"Just like butterfly... butterfly, fly high..." I sang under my breath, not wanting to grab anyone's attention, if there was actually anyone there.