「f.p | m.yg + p.jm」

three

Jimin's POV

"Hello, I'm Min Yoongi"

I let out a cough before awkwardly looking down, "Park Jimin". I started fiddling the pencil with my finger, I heard shuffling when i left someone's presence beside me. He placed his cold hands on my shoulder then tilted his head ahead, trying to look at my eyes.

"Look at me and tell me what you just said once again" He replied, I sighed. I perked my head up and noticed our faces were only a few inches apart, i clumsily shuffled my chair away.

I can finally have a clear vision of his face; his hair was colored black and was sweeped to the side to stop it from covering his eyes, his eyes were beautifully structured and his lips looked kissable.

I was brought back to reality when the man named Min Yoongi again picked up his cold hand and placed it on my knee, "I said my name is Park Jimin". I cleared my throat and quickly looked to the side, as you can tell I'm not really good at interacting with new people.

"Well it's nice to meet you, Park Jimin. I'll be your art instructor and I'm also the owner of this art studio" He continued, smiling. I nodded, already having no interest in this conversation.

"I'll be around so if you need any help, just call me" He mumbled before leaving. I let out a breath that I didn't know I was keeping in and continued to stare at the blank canvas, trying to figure out something to draw.

I was lost in my thoughts until i got brought back to reality when I heard a scream, I looked behind me to find two guys playfully pushing each other. One of them had wide shoulders and a perfectly shaped face with pink plump lips, while the other looked like a tall figure who had dimples that show when he smiles.

"Namjoon stop, people are staring" I heard one of them whisper to the other. I was turning around and from the corner of my eye, I saw them sneakingly kiss. Great, I'm sitting close to a couple. How amazing. My phone made a sound when I finally figured out an idea on what to draw. I quickly took my phone to see my mom answered my text;

Mom: Have fun!!

I chuckled before closing my phone and placing it inside my pockets. I went back to my canvas and started sketching the image I had pictured in my mind.