"Hey." Jimin greeted as he sat on the edge of his balcony.
"How are you?" He questioned while looking over the sky to find her.
"I've been not so good," He started and smiled as he found the star that to him shone the brightest.
"I just miss you so much." The boy teared up, recalling their memories.
"I feel empty, you know?" People started thinking he's crazy for talking to himself every night but he didn't care.
"I miss you, my star."
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My Star × 박지민 ×
Short StoryA girl that Jimin dearly loved died and he's out on the balcony every night, talking to the star he believes is hers
