It was the beginning of school and I saw him. Oh, what a sight! He had on a collared shirt with a fluffy oversized sweater over just allowing the top of the collared shirt to peak out. Out of every locker, his had to be by mine.
*Chimmy walks to locker*
I froze. How?! This can't be possible...
"Excuse me! Sorry, this is my locker," Jimin exclaimed as he tapped my shoulder. "Oh, sorry! I was just um.. at my locker too.. I'll move now."
I couldn't talk. I kept stuttering and messing up on words. I thought that by now, I must've made such a fool of myself. "Oh no, don't apologize! You did nothing wrong Y/N. Don't worry about it!"
How could Jimin, Park Jimin be talking to a slob like me? This is too good to be true...
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