"wrong person?" the blonde boy replied, confused.
"oh, sorry," yoongi mumbled.
all he could remember of jimin on the day he had opened his door on him was that he had soft, blonde hair.
with a disappointed frown, yoongi left with his ice cream feeling empty.
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neighbor; ym
Fanfictionplease don't sing. not to be rude, but the walls are thin and my ears don't find your screeching pleasant. - your neighbor, #13 @ayejimin | yoonmin | completed
