fall.
watching the leaves fall down the ground or feeling the wind's encouragement for them to fly around, they're still lifeless either way.
strolling at the park at this time of the year somewhat makes jimin feel nostalgic. or maybe just lonely. cold wind brush past his face, dull atmosphere, relaxing but sad.
he thought if he's the type to write poems, he would have done so.
fall.
he ran towards the person who suddenly fell on the ground before his eyes. it made him more nervous and scared when he realised who it is.
he helped the person stand up very carefully and made them sat on the nearest bench. the person has an evident faint blush on their face and jimin find it really cute. he pushed the thought away and asked.
"why did you fall?"
"i let myself."
and there, he stared back at those eyes noticing the tears brimming to fall.
when they did, he thought about the falling leaves and how they would gently fall sadly.
lifelessly.
