chaeyoung/rosé.
i pushed jungkook off me as soon as he lock his lips on me.
"i-i'm sorry. i can't do this, i like someone else." i stood up and ran off.
my leg suddenly stepped on something. i looked down, a bouquet of flowers. i bent down and picked it up, opening the card on it.
"to: chaeyoung ♡
from: jimin ^°^
hello chaeyoung.
i'm that guy from your class, who has really smol eyes. i just wanted to say, i like you. i really really like you! right now, i'll be looking at you like some creep.
why aren't i speaking? well, whenever i'm around you, i'm tongue-tied. your beauty is hyphentising.
will you like to be my friend? i'll like to get to know you before we get into a relationship >:)"
i fold the card and put it in my jacket's pocket. my face feels wet, ah, tears. that's what that wet substance is.
where did you go jimin? i would've accepted you.
