{Yoongi's POV}
"I don't understand myself well either, then who would understand?"
I looked closely at him.
It couldn't be him.
It just can't...
Previously since I saw him, he had brown hair and his face was much chubbier.
Now, his face has a sharp jawline and his hair...was a grayish color.
I shook my head, denying it was him.
Continuing to perform, the image couldn't get out of my head.
I thought about it quite a few times.
After performing about 30 minutes and earning nearly $250, I packed up and thanked the guitar man.
The man who I accused of being Jimin, left and walked away.
It was a great opportunity to start over with him.
He probably forgotten me...
Hates me...
The crowd eventually left and I was left alone on the street.
My stomach started to grumble and I knew I was starving.
With all the money I had, I went to go eat at a restaurant.
I filled my empty stomach and went out again.
The day was almost over and I had no place to stay.
My blonde hair was blowing in the wind and I was lost in thoughts.
"Could it be Jimin?"
"Was he mad at me?"
"Does he recognizes me?"All these questions made me think really hard.
I bumped into a feminine figure as I looked up to see a girl with long black hair.
"O-Oh, I'm so sorry."I apologized right away.
"It's okay. You seem lost."she giggled.
"Well, yeah basically."I said, trying to laugh along.
"I'm Ka Ri, I'm from Daegu, you?"she smiled.
My smile appeared, hearing the word "Daegu."
"I'm also from Daegu. I'm Yoongi."I smiled.
For a second, I thought she was really pretty.
Her body figure was perfect and she had that sweet tone.
I was falling in love with a girl this time...
"I'm wondering...are you free tonight?"she asked.
"Nope. I got nothing to do here."I replied.
"Oh well, do you mind if I take you somewhere today? I got extra tickets to a concert. My friend kinda ditched me for her boyfriend."she said, showing a piece of paper.

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the last | yoonmin
Fanfiction[ rated a for armys ] I quickly grab the sharp glass shard and pierce it through my skin. The knob turned and twisted, but wouldn't open. Blood started to gush out and I enjoyed the sight of it. Jimin kept on banging on the door. "YOONGI, PLEASE DON...