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回憶

回憶 = memories

The convenience store was quiet other than the hum of the freezers and the occasional car passing outside. The dark-haired boy flipped through a magazine absentmindedly, munching on a biscuit from the container he held in his hand.

A noise that sounded like a hesitant 'uh' came from behind him and he swung around immediately. Had he done something wrong? Maybe he wasn't supposed to read the tabloids if he wasn't buying them? Two thoughts occurred to him - firstly, it was perfectly fine to read tabloids that you weren't going to buy and he was being paranoid, and secondly, the girl behind him could have just been clearing her throat.

He made eye contact with her, eyes wide and expecting some sort of reprimand as she stood there awkwardly, watching him. Her hair was in its usual ponytail but some near the nape of her neck had escaped from the large number of bobby pins on the back of her head. She was surprisingly well known among him and his members as the one and only person they'd ever seen during their frequent night trips to the convenience store and he'd gotten used to her.

Right now, the girl looked embarrassed but like a curtain falling over a stage, her expression suddenly switched to nonchalant confidence.

"Sorry," a slight pause revealed the hesitation that still remained. "Do you know Lee Senjin?"

Lee Senjin. Surprise bloomed across Jimin's face. Senjin - his friend from Busan High School of Arts. It'd been a long time since he'd caught up with her but she'd sent him a message  when she'd been accepted into contemporary dance at the Korea National University of Arts - the university he probably would have gotten into as well, if he hadn't become a trainee at BigHit.

Filled with curiousity, he replied to the girl in front of him. 

 "Yeah.  Do you know her?"

Her eyes flicked to the shelves behind him for a moment, before back to him again. He'd never seen her so uncertain before, but then again, they'd never spoken to each other properly other than 'thank you', 'goodbye' and 'have a good night'. She seemed kind-hearted and daring though.   At least, you had to be those two things to give Suga-hyung heat packs for free on a cold winter's night, Jimin thought.

Her voice brought him back to the present. "Yes - we're close friends actually. I go to the Korea National University of Arts with her."

Jiimin's mouth dropped open in surprise. The oversized convenience store uniform made it difficult to tell, but over time, from seeing her reach up to get things in the storeroom and walking around restocking items, he knew she was shorter than him and had a medium build. He'd never guessed she was a dancer.

"You're a K Arts dancer?" he asked, voice filled with awe.

The cashier girl laughed immediately at the suggestion, shaking her head vigorously at the thought. "No, no, I'm a drama student. Senjin and I just met in an elective class. I'm not a modern dancer."

"Oh, I see! Sorry, I shouldn't have assumed," the idol mentally hit himself. "That's amazing though. Drama at K Arts - you must be a really talented actress." There was still admiration in his voice. Anyone who got into the National University of Arts was impressive.

A shy smile appeared on her face. "Thanks. I guess it's always something I've loved ever since I was a kid."

"It's good to have a passion. Mine was dancing."