30 minutes had pass and the room became quiet again.
The clock ticking could be heard.
Another 20 minutes before going back home.
She prays for Jimin to come in.
But god didn't heard her.
"Do you like him?" Seokjin asked out of the blue.
"..."
He took a chair and sat infront of her.
"I asked if you like him?" He stared.
"Wh-Who?"
"That teacher. Mr. Park Jimin."
She frozed.
"He's my teacher. Ofcourse I do."
"I mean, in a lovey dovey way" He smiled.
"That's a private matter." She answered.
He giggled.
"Private because you're trying to hide something."
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Stalker (COMPLETE)
FanficI feel insecure. I don't know who to believe. My life is on risk. The more days I live. The more dangerous it is for me. I need to die. No, I need to believe in someone. But who?
