Facing back to where he started, back to their 20s, back to when they were just students trying to make ends meet, Jimin still can't believe how much time has changed him. In this warm and friendly Houston, he learned how to become better. In this warm and friendly Houston, he gradually opened to new concepts and ideas. Moreover, in this warm and friendly Houston, he met Yoongi...
- Someone he regreted having met.
"Oh gosh. I'm super dubber late!"
- Someone he used to be in loved with.
"I'm gonna make it, I'm gonna make it!"
- Someone was his dear friend in this strange country.
"Good morning, Yoongi hyung!"
Jimin hurriedly opened the window's curtain after having run through a pile of mess he had, just in time to do his usual greetings to his neighbor – Min Yoongi – who was apparently also an international student like him. Unlike him, Yoongi was from Daegu while Jimin here was from Busan.
"Good morning. Shouldn't you be at school now?"
"Oh, I don't have class at this hour."
Who would possibly believe his word when he already dressed and hid a backpack behind him? This proves that this boy was so head over heels with Yoongi, even a dog passing by would recognize this.
"Well, I should better be off to school now. Do you want a lift? I might drop you off at your school."
"Sure!"
Park Jimin didn't come from a well-off family even though he was an international student, his getting the chances to study here mostly came from his hard-working back in high school. Jimin had a little sister named Hana, who shared half of his blood. Hana did not live with him due to her father's hatred towards him, so he usually spent time trying to visit her whenever her father was absent. Also, his stepfather did not give Jimin any money to spend, not that he was complaining at all, his willingness to pay for Jimin's campus was the best thing to be asked for. Therefore, he did not stand a chance of buying a car on his own.
That is why Yoongi usually gave Jimin a lift whenever their schedules did collapse. Besides, Jimin's university was on the same road as his Art Liberty University.
"You can drop me here. I can walk inside."
"Are you sure? It is quite far."
"I'm sure. See you later this evening hyung!"
Jimin opened the door and trailed his path into the school's campus, he just wanted to go for a walk. Jimin usually did that when he had a lot of thinking going through. For example, a brief call from his sister last night saying that she gambled all of her earnings and was afraid that her dad might know. All she wanted was to borrow him some money, which was impossible for Jimin, it was like asking a pig to fly.
"Hi? Can you help me?"
Suddenly, he was stopped by someone, a boy, named Jungkook.
