"Hellr," Jimin greeted, sitting on the same spot again.
"Today, Jungkook brought me with him. We went bowling." His eyes went over the dark, starless sky, hoping to find hers.
"Where are you?" He mumbled to himself as he looked over the sky that his eyesight could reach.
"You went sleeping early?" He tried cheering himself up. "It's okay, my star. I'm tired too." He dryly laughed.
"Good night 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
