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Jimin

"y/n!!!!" My friend yells at me and I snap out of my sleepy daydreaming. "What?" I ask.
"Didn't you hear your partner for the art project?! It's Jimin!!" She whispers loudly.

Oh no, not Jimin, the bad boy who doesn't care...

I look over at where Jimin is sitting and he's looking at me. When we make eye contact, he smirks and winks. My whole face feels hot and I feel embarrassed.

"Okay students, now get with your partner and discuss what kind of painting you will work on together!" The teacher yells. Jimin and I both get up and go to a table together, he's still smiling.

"So what kind of painting do you want to do?" I ask him as politely as I can. He looks into my eyes and I feel something weird in my stomach but I ignore it. "Umm how about something with a lot of emotion like a one-sided love?" He suggests. I'm suddenly shocked at his response. I thought he didn't care about anything but he sounds so sincere. Maybe he's changed...

We agree on the idea of a one sided. "Students, we don't have enough time to work on these projects in class so you must work out times outside of school to work, good luck" our teacher says. "Do you want to work in the empty classroom today after school?" Jimin asks me. I agree and we depart after class. I can still feel someone watching me as I go to my locker but I brush away the feeling and go to my next class.

As I'm walking to my next class I pass by Jimin and his friends. I hear him and his friends talking about vulgar things and bullying other classmates. I guess I was just imagining that Jimin changed, he's still the same.

As I'm walking past the group I glance at Jimin. I'm disappointed and disgusted. Suddenly he turns his head and we make eye contact. I look away quickly but not quick enough for him to know I was looking at him. I walk even quicker to class and try to forget about it.

After school ended I go to the empty classroom and see Jimin waiting in it already. I walk in and greet him quietly. We both sit down next to each other and look at the black canvas in front of us. I break the silence, "so what would a one sided love look like on a painting?" I ask. He looks over at me, he looks sad and tired and I don't know why. "It should convey pain, that you feel invisible and the only thing you want is that persons love." He says in a low, quiet voice. Wait, is he experiencing this right now? I think. He interrupts my thoughts by saying, "at least that's what I've been told, I wouldn't know".

We begin painting with black and whites then bring in some pastel blue colors to convey a sad feeling. While we both had our paint brushes on the canvas Jimin says shyly, "what you heard in the hall... that's... that's not me.." I hesitate, "I don't know. It sounded like you meant all of that. How is that not you? You said it didn't you?" I question him, getting slightly irritated with him lying to me. He stops painting, puts his brush down and looks at me. "Please believe me y/n, I'm not that kind of person. I... I only do it to fit in.. I... I... I'm not who you think I am".

I look at him and see the honesty in his expression, he's telling the truth. What is this feeling i have when I look at him?

"Then who are you really, Jimin?" I ask him. He takes a deep breath and replies slowly, "I'm.. the boy that thinks you're beautiful beyond words. The boy that only dreams of spending my time with you. The boy who's been in love with you for years. I'm the one-sided love".