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"Art is not only self-expression, but a part of us which we embodied in a form of visible visual..."

My mind wasn't able to concentrate on the speaker's voice, but rather it was glued to my phone. I had been feeling guilty at how I treated Taehyung these several weeks,

I was just thoroughly frustrated at how many lies I've thrown him and why was it so hard for me, as the person he trusted most, to just tell him about my early orientation days?

It drove me nuts.

Being in Seoul to attend the orientation for almost two weeks now, I thought I would be more sure to stay but honestly Taehyung's all I could think about

"For tomorrow, make sure to be here at 9 a.m for the campus tour. You are dismissed"

I lazily packed my things and got out. Taehyung's last message was two hours ago, he told me he won't be replying until night because of 'stuff' he had to do. I won't even guess what stuff it was because I knew it all too well.

Sighing deeply, I let my eyes roamed through the campus open-space until a small crowd of people dancing to the music caught my attention. They were freestyle dancing,

"Damn they got some moves", I mumbled to myself and about to record the dance, "Wait a minute"

I squinted my eyes and focused on one person, "isn't that- oh no", my legs moved on its own while passing through people, positioning myself so that I could see better,

White muscle tank and ripped skinny jeans, body flawlessly moving to the rhythm as his biceps accentuated by the glistening sweat, lip biting as his signature seduction making girls watching squealed and cheered endlessly,

My eyes didn't fail me, I knew that face, "Park Jimin?!"

He stopped abruptly at the mention of his name and looked straight to where I was standing. Shocked was his first expression before the other people dancing with him decided to stop the music

"H-Hera?" He was clearly not expecting me to see him there as he mumbled my name too quietly

The girls looked at me oddly before asking, "Park Jimin? who is that?"

I was planning to ignore them but it just slipped out of my mouth, "The one wearing muscle tank, who just danced a few moments ago"

Realization hit those girls as they squealed louder, "Oh my god! Are you telling the truth-"

Jimin quickly bowed to apparently older guys who danced with him, took his flanel shirt and grabbed my wrist, dragging me away from the crowd

"Y-yah Park Jimin, where are you taking me?"

He wouldn't stop until we reached the parking lot. Jimin turned to look at me which such intimidation I flinched, "What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same thing", I crossed my arms at his obvious displeasure

He sighed and ruffled his hair, "Don't tell me the rumors are true? They said that there's two students got accepted here"

Soon I realized what he was trying to imply as I gasped and covered my mouth for a second before speaking up, "Are you serious? You got the scholarship too?"

He took out his nametag and flashed it briefly at me. That nametag was specifically made for those who were here for early orientation days, or should I say, honorary freshmen.

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