" Not My Type "

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Nayeon is finally gone. She went to school like five minutes ago and I am here thinking about how the hell was I supposed to escape from this secret creepy hideout.

Its the eve of Jungkook's birthday and there is no way I'm missing it. I have already suffered enough staying here for ages now.

I have to admit that Nayeon takes really good care of me but it was creepy when she stares at me while I sleep. It makes me the most uncomfortable person.

I struggled trying to free myself from the tight rope I was tied in.

After many struggles and attempts,  I managed to free myself, but there were bruises.

I'm starting to assume that this hideout is Nayeons house because I'm in a pink room, covered in posters of Bangtan and posters of me on every inch of the room.

I'm also assuming that Nayeon is rich because of how huge the size of her room is.

Lucky for me, no one was at home other than the maids. I think learning parkour is a blessing now, cause I can easily eascape the window.

I slowly placed my right leg out of the window and held on to the pole right beside the window.

I made onto the ground floor safely and slowly creeped to the front of the house to see where exactly is Nayeon's house located at.

I was shocked to see that, I wasn't in the middle of nowhere, Nayeon's house was actually just a couple of blocks away from the BigHit building.

Thankfully I was wearing a hoodie, so that when I walked on the streets of Seoul, no one could recognise me.

I walked past a few people whom thankfully passed by like I was a normal person not any famous celebrity who was in a worldwide growing group.

To my surprise, a girl actually came up to me and asked,

"Aren't you, Park Jimin from BTS? By the way, weren't you at an interview like, five minutes ago?"

I looked at her in utter shock and couldn't even form sentences to describe how I was feeling at that point of time.

"No. I'm not Park Jimin."

was all i could say to her before I ran off to that same exact park I went to commit suicide.

Memories rushed into my head as I remembered a scene from quite some time ago.

"Guys, what happens if I'm gone one day? Would you find a replacement for me?"

I asked my six members who were looking at me with serious expressions.

"Gone? Aish Jimin-sshi don't say such things, will you?"

Jin hyung looked at me like I've just said something crazy.

"What? One day, all of us are gonna die, right? I'm just asking.. If I was gone, would you replace me? Maybe with someone better?"

As soon as that left my mouth, Jungkook spoke up,

"Jimin hyung, no matter what happens to you, we will never get a replacement. You will forever be our one and only. No one can replace your angel-like voice or you sick popping skills. If the other plan to replace you, I'd leave the group because no one can ever replace our  jamless Jiminnie"

he laughed off at the end.

They lied to me. Jungkook lied to me. I couldn't explain how upset I was feeling at this point of time.

I thought they sincerely cared for me, but I guessed not. Maybe I am not good enough for anyone...
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