You sighed as you walked into your boxing gym. Waving to everyone, you went into the changing room and changed into shorts and a T-shirt. Putting your stuff in your locker you walked out. You walked to the back where there was a private room no one used. There were two punching bags, benches, and a water fountain. Opening the door you were surprised to see a guy in there. No one had ever used that room but you.
Hearing you walk in, he turned around. He was sweating and panting.
"I'm sorry. No one ever uses this room but me. I didn't know you were in here."
"It's alright, I wouldn't mind company."
You smiled and nodded.
"I'm (Y/N).)
"I'm Park Jimin."
"Park Jimin....You're in that boy group."
"You know us?"
"Ne...Well aniyo. My sister loves you guys. Ive heard a couple of your songs. I think it was 'Let Me Know'. It was you who sang the high note right? It's amazing."
To your surprise he sheepishly smiled and nodded.
"Ne that high note was me."
Taping your hands, he began to stretch and warm up. He continued to work out but you didn't notice he was watching you. An hour later you both finished and were panting. He suddenly grabbed your wrist and stared at your tattoo. It was a infiity sign with your mother's name in Korean.
"That's pretty, your moms name?"
You nodded.
"She passed away last year so I got this tattoo to remember her."
"I'm sorry (Y/N)."
You blew a piece of your (H/C) out of your face.
"It's alright."
His phone began to ring and you drank some water while he answered.
"Ne?...Annyeong hyung...Practice?....I just finished a workout....Ne....Alright...Bye."
He sighed and you watched him.
"Everything alright?"
"We have a last minute practice."
You giggled and spoke, "That totally sucks."
"Aish...I know! Well I've got to get going..See you around?"
You nodded and he took your hand in his and shook it firmly. Smiling, he walked out. You watched thr door even after he left, a pink tint caressing your cheeks.
He was cute.... @.@
