Curvy Body//PJM❤

Chapter 3

Jimin's POV

I grabbed soju from the fridge and jumped onto my couch exhausted from all the damn homework we had for Math.

I reached for the remote and turned the TV on, but was interrupted by a knock. My first instinct was to just to get up and open the door, but no I wasn't in the mood especially thinking that it was the girl from school that was just going to waste my time.

"WHO IS IT AND WHAT DO YOU WANT?!?!" I screamed furiously.

Nobody answered, so I got up and went to open the door.

When I opened it....I saw this girl and for some reason, she looks terrified to see me.

"Um... I'm Ana, your new roommate...the school told you about me.... I moved here from the USA....."
She finally said.

I raised my eyebrow and stared at her body.

"Well at least she's different from all the other girls...... but I'm still gonna treat her the same".
I thought to myself smirking internally.

"Oh yeah, well come in," I said coldly. Not the best way to introduce myself, but whatever.

I walked away from the door leaving her with all her bags. I couldn't be the flirt I was before. Right now I'm too done with life.

She grabbed her bags and walked inside slowly dragging them all in.

"Your room's over there" I pointed to the left room in the apartment from my comfy couch I was sitting on.

While she walked to the empty room, I couldn't help but stare at her. She was so....different, but not bad different a good different. Her body wasn't like those skinny girls, she was thick and a nicely proportioned amount of thickness.

Her arms seemed so squishy, her hair flowed in an unbelievable way, her face was adorable but hot in some way, her lips seemed so soft and pure but hot in some way, her thighs were so incredibly shiny and muscular and her waist was unbelievably small which helped make her a whole damn meal.....

I couldn't be attracted to her... I'm Park Jimin, the fuckboy of the school, the one that hooks up with girls and leaves them to cry alone in the corner, the man that doesn't care about emotions, the guy that categorizes by either hot or not, that tortures the ones that are.... different....like Ana.

I didn't want to, but I had too. Society was way more important than feelings, so I shrugged everything off and remember she's nothing, but a girl.

When she started to unpack her things, I told her "Also lock the door"

She seemed surprised when I randomly said that, but honestly it's good advice. I heard her scoff and starting walking to her door to lock it.

After walking to her door she gave me one last glare and then rolled her eyes.

Was she really going to disrespect me like that?

Ana's POV

This stupid boy literally told me to lock the damn door!! Jheez some way to treat someone you barely know.