I entered the house with my red cheeks.
If ya'll thinking what I did and yes you are right, I did slapped myself. But i think I only did a 50 because it freakin hurts!I head straight to my father's office and knocked on his door.
Not long after I heard a faint voice from the inside and that was my time to enter."Sir. I think I found the girl." I said with a unsure tone while closing the door behind me. Why am I hesitating? A couple of minutes ago I was really sure about that girl...
"Really Jimin? That fast?! Wow, I'm so proud." He said while smiling wildly at me which made me smile a little. Well seeing your parents happy is already enough.
"Tell me more about her."
I thought for a while and decided to just say what I saw in her. "Well she has a flirty side... And she changed her name to Lee Hwayoung instead of Choi."
My father raised a brow "She changed it?"
I nod.
My father sighed which made me confused. "Jimin-ah... Are you sure she's the 'real' girl?"
"What do you mean father?" I asked.
"I have read all of the students name there. And of course Hwayoung will be a famous name for a beautiful girl am I right?" He said while placing his chin on his palms.
"So... I want you to keep searching for the right girl. Someone who is the definition of Hwayoung."Once my father said that the first person who cam in my mind was Hyosoon. Guess I have to finish the last 50 slaps, wake up Park Jimin!!!
"Y-yes sir. I will keep searching for the right girl as soon as possible." I said it sternly.
"Good. Oh and by the way have you made any friends?"
"Umm... Just one." Wait did I actually considered that kid as a friend?
"Really? What's his name?" He asked getting curious as ever.
"I-it's not a 'him' father." I said in a low voice while lowering my head.
"Oh is my son already having the love of his life?" He said in a teasing tone.
"Father no! It's not like that!!" I said and quickly left the room.
I can still hear my father's laugh inside.Love? Hyosoon?
I entered the school compound and of course a lot of students was talking about me. New student blah blah blah. Really annoying.
I still got some minutes left before class starts so I headed myself at the rooftop.
I opened the door and the cold wind breeze welcomed me. I breath in the fresh air and sighed. I was looking around but suddenly my eyes stopped at a familiar figure sitting at the bench with a book on her lap.Without realising I smiled surprisingly and quietly sat down beside her looking at the view straight ahead but still keep glancing at her.
She still hasn't notice my presence and I faked coughed to get her attention. She looked at my side and her eyes widen in shock but soon it was replaced by her beautiful smile.
"Jiminiee!!" She exclaimed and hugged my arm.
Oh no no no no!!! THE HECK IS SHE DOING?!?!!!
"Yah yah!! Stop hugging my arm!!" I said while struggling to remove her from me.
Even though I don't want to..
She let me go and pouted cutely. Stop!!!!
"I'm just happy to see you Jiminie.."
"Who's Jiminie?" I coldly asked and looked straight ahead.
"You are Jiminie! My nickname for you." She smiled.
"And why did you gave me a nickname? The last time I remembered I'm older than you, hm?" I looked at her coldly but deep inside I'm already cursing myself for being like this to her.
"But what will I call you then?" She started to think and smiled afterwards. "Oppa!"
I felt how my cheeks got automatically warmer after she said that.
"O-o-oppa?" I stuttered while looking at her still shocked.
She nodded in excitement and smiled brightly.
And that smiled was enough to make me feel all softy inside.
If I can see that bright smile of yours everyday... Then call me anything you want kid.I smirked and brought my face closer to hers.
She was shocked and blushes at my actions."From now on call me oppa."
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Cold Hearted
Fanfiction"Kill her." My father's words echoed through my ears. "B-but how- "You already fallen in love with that girl are you?" Will Park Jimin succeeds his mission? Or will he choose Love over Justice?