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It was lunch, as usual I was sitting outside. Even though the rain was pouring, I was still sitting on the bench. I liked the way it fell on me, I liked the smell, I liked the way it hid my tears. Closing my eyes I took a deep breath, the cold air inside my lungs made me feel alive again. It has been a just thirty seconds since my last breakdown and I knew that the next will be soon enough. I exhaled loudly, wiping the water of my face I tried to gather myself again. But the the rain drops kept falling and I just continued wiping. Suddenly it stopped, I looked up to see a yellow umbrella held by the sun itself. Jimin was smiling down at me, "You'll get a cold like this." I didn't say anything just stared at the ground, waiting for him to leave. Jimin threw his black hoddie at me, "Put it on. You are shivering." I did, but only because it was actually getting chilly. "You kinda looke cute right now. Just making me fall more and more for you." Jimin chuckled, putting his snapback on my head. "Thank you." I murmured. I probably looked like a hotmess but he didn't care about my appearance. He is just like the Jimin I knew, a total sweetheart. After thinking about it I stared sobbing again. Jimin was confused, "Did I say something wrong? I'm so sorry." His innocence made me sob even harder, I hid my ugly crying face under the long sleeves of his hoodie and pushed the snapback down. "I didn't gave you all of this to hide your pretty face from me." Jimin squatted down to my level and softly pushed my hand to the side, "Stop crying, please." I tried to control my breathing and calm down again, it must been uncomfortable for Jimin to watch me cry as it is for me to cry in front of him. He petted my head softly, pressed me his umbrella in my hand and left shortly after that. It felt colder the moment he left, the wind was blowing stronger now and took Jimin's yellow umbrella with him. I tried to catch it but I was too slow.

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I showed up to art class in Jimin's clothes, cause mine were still wet. Most of the girls seemed to notice, they were giving me more attention than usually and whispered when I was passing by. I didn't really bother, I never liked those girls anyway. All they did was fail to get educated and talk about how hot some boy is, I don't think that most of them will graduate this year. "The usual today." Our art teacher said while clapping, he was rather the chill type and always let us draw some random things. He wanted us to see things correctly, what most of us didn't really understood. I just draw a few side profiles and nature related stuff, nothing extraordinary. But I still got lost in my mind while drawing, cause I didn't even feel Eunji's poke on my shoulder. "Are you drawing Jimin?" She asked and took my sheet of paper. After looking at it myself, I realised it as well. "All my drawings look the same, you are just over analysing everything nowadays!" I didn't even make an effort to get my drawing back and started a new one. The lesson ended shortly after, times flies when you are having fun. Everyone was packing their stuff and most of my classmates were already on their way to the next class. I threw all my stuff in my bag and rushed outside of the classroom. "Yeri," Jimin shouted, "wait! You dropped a few drawings from your art folder!" I cursed under my breath and ran to get them before he could look at one of those drawing, that somehow always looked like him. But I was to late, he was staring at them and looking at each in detail. "Jimin, it's not wha-" I couldn't finish my sentence, because Jimin interrupted me. "Awesome!" I ripped my drawings of his hands, without looking back at Jimin I put them in my folder and walked to my locker.

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