땀 Sweat ››› p.jm √

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= min ara =

i was still in the ramen shop slurping the thick noodles and drinking the spicy soup that came with it.

it's been an hour but i didn't feel like going home.

i kept thinking about what he said.

nobody should be alone.

that couldn't have been the only reason why.

wait could it be because of my body?

of course. boys always chase me for my body now a days. it's hard to find someone who actually wants you thin or fat.

but then suddenly i got curious.

does he have a girlfriend?

i  thought about it and probably not. i mean he can't hang out with me if he has a girlfriend. and what kind of girlfriend wouldn't join him in gym when they know that there are hungry cougars lurking in that very gym.

then suddenly the thought of women staring at him when he was topless boiled in my head.

i suddenly felt ticked at all those girls staring at him. having their own tiny fantasies in their mind.

wait why did i get affected?

oh probably because they're gross.

i decided to gather my thoughts.

i have just finished eating so i decided to collect my things and go.

i started keeping my bag and my things before i stood up.

as i stood up i saw something on that dude's—i mean jimin's chair.

his phone

i decided to get his phone cause it might be stolen.

I'll just return it tomorrow.

i looked at his phone.

staring at it.

then i flipped the cover and it turned on.

oh. he doesn't have a password.

peeking wouldn't do any harm right?

then i slid my fingers on the smooth surface of his phone.

it took moments to process the picture in front of my eyes.

i froze as i stared at it in complete shocked and confused

his wallpaper.....

it was a fat girl...

not just any girl.

me.