Chapter 1

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Your pov
Every since Jimin left you would look out your window to see if he would walk to your door to knock and ask to play.

You began to catch on as you got older. You then deiced to ask your mom one day.

"Eomma why hasn't Jiminie returned? Its been 5 years already..." You said as you were then 12.

Your mom sighed. "Honey they moved because of bussiness reasons."

You frowned and sat on the couch. "Will they ever return?" You asked and looked out the window once again.

"Honey I don't know. I haven't talked to his mom since two years." She said as she prepared lunch.

"Oh okay... Im sorry for bothering." You said and looked down.

"But if I hear any news I will let you know sweety."

~5 years later~
Ever since then you haven't asked of Jimin. You figured they would never return so you made new friends.

Today was you first day in 11th grade. Yay! Not.
You slumpt out of bed that morning and took a long warm shower.

You then brushed you teeth and began to comb through you wet hair.

Over the years you've dyed it and cut it many times.

Due to that it was now just wavey and now a purple darkish tint to it due to the previous color you dyed it.

You blow dried you hair then slipped on your school uniform.

You were somewhat excited for school again. But then you really weren't.

You grabbed your phone and bag before heading downstairs.
You sat on the couch and texted your best friend. 

'Hey bf/n! Good morning. Aren't you sooo excited for school!? -_-'

(Bf/n means best friends name btw ~)

'Haha funny y/n I don't think anyone is legitmently excited to go back to this hell hole called "school"'

You two texted each other until your mom walked into the living room.

"Y/N you ready? I packed you a lunch." She said and handed you a brown paper bag with your name written on it in cursive with hearts.

"Thanks mom but enough with the kiddy decoration. Im 17 now." You say and take the lunch stuffing it in your bag.

On the car ride there your mom blabbed on about her high school experience.

Once you got there you go out of the car and walked to bf/n . "Hey Im here sadly." You said and laughed looking around.

You two talked with each other until the bell rang than separated to find your class.

Once you walked in your teacher called me over. "Hey y/n would you mind touring our new student around? He just came back from America."

You scratched the back of your head. "Uh does he speak Korean? Because my English is not that good." You said and laughed awkwardly.

"Ah yes , yes of course he does. He is in the main office. Just go down and tell the secretary's you're gonna tour him around." he said and then handed you some papers before shoeing you off.

You pulled out your phone and text bf/n.

'Hey um so I guess we have a new student already and Im touring him??' You sent

'OMG really? Maybe hes hot ;) '
bf/n sent

'I doubt that hes most likely some geeky American'  You scoffed and put your phone away.

You walked into the office and handed the lady some papers. "Um Mr. Kim said Id be touring the new student." You said politely and waited as she walked off to go get him.

He then walked over and flashed a smile. 

Why does he look so familiar?

"Hi! Im y/n and ill be touring you around." You said and bowed your head

"Hello Im Jimin. Park Jimin. " He said and bowed also.

Park Jimin. ... Who could that be and why does it sound so familiar?

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