9/10/16
areum felt happy for the first time in a while. she wore a pastel blue sweater and wore a skirt.
when she heard someone knock on the door, she quickly went to open the door. standing there was jimin smiling.
"you look pretty today. you ready to go?" jimin asked. "lets go." areum said closing the door and both went to jimin's car.
"where are we going?" areum asked looking at jimin.
"to the park. and stop staring, i know i'm handsome." jimin laughed with areum.
when they finally arrived to the park, areum sat on a bench while jimin bought ice cream and donuts. when jimin was done buying, they talked about their personal lives, and other stuff they wanted to talk about.
"so, where's your family?" jimin asked, looking at areum who was eating her food..
areum answered, "well, my family died in a car crash. i once lived with my aunt and uncle, but they kept blaming me for my parents death."
"i'm sorry, i shouldn't have asked."
"no, it's okay." areum smiled.
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when they finished talking, they sat on the bench to look at the stars.
the place was quiet and no one spoke since both were staring at the sky filled with stars. while looking at the sky, areum saw jimin not staring at the stars, but at her.
areum felt her cheeks becoming red as a rose and tried not to make eye contact with jimin since she was flustered.
but jimin put his hand on areum's cheek making her look at him.
"you know areum, ever since we became seat mates, i thought i had feelings for you. but i ignored my feelings since i just met you, but whenever we talk, i feel my heart beat faster. i like you, areum." jimin confessed.
areum was speechless. this is the first time someone confessed to me, she thought.
after that, jimin leaned closer and closer to her.
and then their lips met.
areum's eyes widened. but she just closed her eyes and let him kiss her.
they felt like everything was perfect at that moment.
but little did they know that someone caught them kissing.
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