Infatuated

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The night had fell long ago, the wind brushing through his crimson hair as he walked down the street. He was heading home from his Wednesday night tutoring sessions with his tutor namjoon, he was wearing a soft, pastel pink jumper that was clearly a size or two big for him white pants adorned his long muscular legs, every curve of his legs were greatly defined by his tight fitting jeans. You had been following him for around 20 minutes now in taking every little detail about him from the way he walked to the clothes he was wearing. You snapped a photo of him on your phone adding it to the many photos you have of him, he was in most of your classes at school so that gave you many opportunities to collect photos of him. You wouldn't necessarily call yourself a stalker more of a observer, you didn't know everything about this boy but yet you would like to, he seemed sweet, flamboyant, calm, smart and everything in-between. You've only talked to him a few times and although they were only brief conversations about class work his charming smile never failed to make your heart flutter and your cheeks become tinted with embarrassment. He would stare directly into your eyes and pat your head before he left, his touch made you your whole body almost vibrate with the tingles you felt.

Jimin had finally reached his house and turned to walk into the gate, you attempted to be as unnoticeable as you could walking past his gate taking a deep breath in "Y/n?"

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Hey guys I know this is a pretty short chapter but I will try and update as regularly as I can with much longer chapters haha. Thank you for reading and if people have any translation requests please feel free to ask.

~author-Chan ;3