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Jimin view

"Yah!"

I looked at him, frowning. "What?" I asked, annoyed. I played my orange juice with straw.

Jin clicked his tounge. "What are you thinking, huh? About the girl, again?" He asked, poking my arm.

I sighed. "She—" i groaned before i start telling him what i am concern right now.

"Look. She's perfectttt and that annoys me even more. I can't even say anything to her! How am i going to say, will you have dinner with me tonight? ? HOWWWW jdkajskwhqk" i start mumbling something even i don't understand.

Yes. I liked her from the first day i came to the dentistary. Seowon is so kind to her patient and she is really pretty too. If there were 100 top models here, i will pick Seowon out of these 100. Its been 6 month and i did'nt even make a move. At all. And it bothers me a lot!

She's nice to me, of course. When i first met her, friend is good enough for me but then, after watching she's to other male patient, i'm getting greedy and greedy, everyday. One visit became two, two became three, three becomes everyday.

Yes, and that's how much i care about her.

"She become prettier and prettier EVERY. SINGLE. DAY." I bumped my head on the table and groaned.

Jin scoffed. "You know, mumbling and groaning like this won't make her yours."

Yes, that is true but that is all i can do.

Being a rich boy isn't that cool as i thought it would be when i was a kid. I thought that being rich, i can do everything. No one can beat money.

But as i grow up and have feelings for her, this is the first time i felt useless because of this— you can't buy someone's heart.

"Yah, Jimin-ah. You like her, don't you?" He asked.

I looked at him, "so much that i could kill myself for her right now,"

He scoffed. "And yet, you want other boys get her?"

I frowned. "Yah!!"

"Then get her, stupid!! All you have to say is, do you want to go dinner with me? and that is it. Remove all the negativities in your head, stop thinking about what she thinks about you and start your freaking ass to confess," he said, sipping his tea.

I exhale hardly. I can do this!

I can do this, right?

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