Lost ♡ Park Jimin

27

*Last time*

"Goodmorning Mr. Jung." The whole class said in unison.

We all took our stuff and so the classes started.

*Boooooring.*

*Timeskip*

The bell rang, signaling that school was over. I stood up and packed my stuff, walking outside.

I looked around and saw my mom's car, I walked towards it and opened the door.

"Hey mom." I said while I sat down next to her.

"Hey bumblebee, ready?"

"Yep." I nodded.

"Ok, remember, you have to tell every little detail, ok?" Mom said while driving off.

"I know mom, don't make me stress." I said.

"Ok, sweetie. But you do have to remember that this is serious."

I nodded.

"Oh, yeah mom, after we are done at the police station I have to go to Jimin's house, we have to finish filling in some books of mine." I said, remembering that we wanted to do that today.

"Okay, I'll bring you then." Mom smiled.

"Why are you smiling like that?" I replied, suspiciously.

"You two look cute together, are you sure he's not your boyfriend?" Mom was smirking at this point.

"Mom, stop it. No we're just good friends." I rolled my eyes.

"Hmm, because of what I see it doesn't look like that."

"How do you mean? We act like normal friends."

"As far as I know, friends don't cuddle together in bed." Mom smirked at me.

*Why was my mom like this??*

"You saw that?" I looked at her with wide eyes.

"Well, yeah ofcourse, I looked in your room this morning to see if you were awake already, but you weren't because you were sleeping and cuddling with that Ji-"

"Mom, stop it. I had a nightmare at that time, and besides I didn't know what I said back then because I was half asleep."

"Excuse, excuse." Mom replied while laughing quietly at me.

*Goddamnit mom*

We arrived at the police station and got out of the car.

I followed my mom inside, we walked towards a police officer at the information desk.

"Hello, what can I do for you?" He asked us.

"Ehm, we would like to talk to an officer." Mom answered.

"Ok, just wait a minute, I'll send you to someone."

He took the phone and called someone, soon after he pointed towards a door a bit further.

"You can go there, there's a police officer waiting for you there."

Mom nodded and we went to the room, we knocked and opened the door.

"Good-afternoon, please take a seat." The officer said.

"Good-afternoon." Mom said while we sat down.

"So, what is the issue?" He politely asked.

"We would like to report a stalking." Mom answered.