We arrive at the biggest mall in Seoul. I hope he will remember that a species of trouble maker is standing beside him.
"Walk properly. I'm right beside you" he said.
I ignore what he said before and bumped with someone.
"Uh..uh.. I am s..sorry" the homo sapien species said.
"Hmm. It's not your fault after all.." I replied.
I stare at his face... Huh??! Jimin??!! Why did he pretend to wear big specs? He is the best fighter in taekwondo sport. He is so hot.
"M..miss, ww..wh..what are you ss.staring?"he stutter.
"Nothing...bb..bye!" I said.
Yoongi glare at me. I think I'm blushing now. He drag me harshly.
"You stupid, It's hurt" I said.
"You are wasting my time." Yoongi replied.
He drag me to the saloon. He aked the hairdresser to style my hair like some kpop idol. I just use my waiting time by thinking about Jimin. There's a thousand question in my mind about him.
*Flashback*
"Mom, please don't act like this. I'm okay.." my mom said.
"I am really okay when I see your coach's nose bleed and a fighter that spend their time in hospital now due to this sport. I only have one daughter. Please don't do something stupid, daughter" my mom plead to me.
" Don't plead, mom. It'll be okay" I said.
I warm up and sit on the chair beside her.
"(Y/N)"
I stood up after I heard my name. Oh god. I walk inside the ring and stood there.
"Who is her coach?"
My coach is injured. How am I gonna fight?
"I am!!"a boy walk in the ring and sit on the chair.
"Who are you?" I asked
"Just fight. Don't mind me" he answered.
I stood up and bite my mouthguard. I glare at my opponent.
"Ready? Start!!"
I aim at her head. But I start to move in circular motion. She kick my body.
"(Y/N!!!) Go!!" I could hear my mom's voice from here.
"Bwaaaaaarggggghhhhh!!!!!" I scream out loud causing my opponent to startled.
I smiled and start to kick her head nonstop.
"Stop!!"
All the refree smile at me and give out their paper to the counter.
"The winner"
The refree held my hand up. I took my mouthguard off and put my water bottles on a chair besidemy mother.
"Congrats!"my opponents said and smile towards me and my mom.
WAIT! Where's my coach?!! I ran toward my fake coach and stopped him.
"Yahh!! Who are you? You look like at the same age with me." I said
"JIMIN IMNIDA. Nice to meet you. By the way,you did great int the ring" he said.
*Flashback ends*
His name is not famous in this sport now. Unlike before, he is really popular among the girls and the sport.
And you don't know me now. Suddenly someone push my head.
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