Yeoleum wrapped the painting on canvas with the gift wrapper, and pasted a card on top of the gift with a sweet message:
“ .... Birthday, Park Jimin. You're old now, go die. :)
-Yeoleum <3”
Yeoleum went out of her unit, and entered Jimin's condo unit, because Taehyung told her the password earlier.
She already changed her clothes into her all black outfit.
Jimin and the others went to work already, so no one was in there.
Yeoleum didn't want to go and roam around Jimin's house like she owns it, but she did, how dare she.
Yeoleum placed the gift on the desk beside Jimin's bed, and then noticed a picture on the desk, just beside the gift.
She didn't see that picture when she slept in his room, but now she noticed it, and it broke her heart.
It was a picture of a younger Jimin, around fourteen years old, he still had black hair and chubby cheeks, and beside him was Mr. Park.
The two were smiling so cheerfully that it made Yeoleum smile too.
“So he does love his father too..”Yeoleum said, and then scanned the room, and saw Jimin's family picture.
In the picture, there was an orange-haired Jimin, his younger brother, his two older sisters, Mrs. Park, and then Mr. Park.
Yeoleum recalled in Mr. Park's information that was given to them by Namjoon that Jimin's older sisters were successful businesswomen, and then his younger brother is still studying graphic design, which is a totally different path from their family's standards.
“Well I guess the boys in the family are rebels.”Yeoleum laughed to herself, as she kept on walking around Jimin's room like it's some sort of museum or something.
There was one thing that caught Yeoleum's eye, and it was a black photo album with a really fancy gold design.
She opened it up, and saw a lot of stolen pictures of herself.
And the most recent one is when Yeoleum was on the café two days ago, she was drinking the Park Jimin coffee, and she somehow looks good in that photo.
Yeoleum had a lot of stolen pictures, Jimin even had a photo of her, sleeping on his bed.
“Aish, this Park Jimin.”Yeoleum closed the photo album, placed it where it was supposed to be, and then went out of his house.
Yeoleum's cheeks were tinted red, as she went towards Aeri's house.
Because Aeri was Yeoleum's best friend, she told her everything that Aeri was allowed to know.
“Aw, that's cute! I know you like him.”Aeri said.
“Ah, well.. Not really. I don't...”Yeoleum denied,
“I just can't get over the fact that he takes a picture of me everytime! He's like... A creepy stalker if you ask me.”
Aeri raised an eyebrow at her,
“Says the girl who just walked in someone's house without the owner's permission. And worse, she even explored the room.”
Yeoleum rolled her eyes,
“Whatever.”
Aeri laughed,
“Well, I'm happy that you're finally talking to me about your love life. You're now a lady, I'm really proud of my dongsaeng.”
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❝ Hitgirl ❞ .pjm
ActionA hitgirl met a barista in such an incovenient time, and they got close with each other, for some reasons. *** "Do you have some tissues here?" Yeoleum asked. The gray-haired barista gulped. ".....hi, I'm Jimin. Don't kill me." *** ______________...