Make A Wish | PJM

Chapter Three

"Did you just...touch me?"

"I'm sorry; I didn't know you had that phobia!" Jimin exclaims with a worried tone.

"No, it's not that! I just—I think I'm a ghost. My brother can't see me and when I try to touch him I go right through him." Jimin looks at Yeona like her brother looks at her whenever she says the dumbest shit ever. "Yeona, that can't be true. If you were a ghost you wouldn't have touched my hair." Jimin then realizes why his friends looked at him weirdly. "Wait, is that why Hoseok-ah couldn't see you?"

"Yes." You say quietly with a hint of sadness. You then try to punch the bench but end up going through it. Jimin looks at your hand in awe as he just witnessed something that he would've never have expected to see in his life.

"Woah. This is way cooler than Crossy Road." You blush at that statement. You never would've thought that Jimin would be sitting next to you, conversing with you. "Which is why I'm so surprised why you could touch me." You say to him. You finally gathered some courage to finally look at the man that makes your heart accelerate with so much speed. Your breath hitches when you see Jimin looking at you with a soft expression. His brown eyes looking at you like a hawk.

"I might be special then, don't you think?" Jimin jokes, trying to light up the mood. You force a laugh and a small smile; knowing that Jimin is just trying to cheer you up. "I'm Park Jimin, by the way." Jimin states, his hand out so you can shake it. "I know who you are, Jimin." You giggle. "I've seen you around school." You return the hand gesture and shake his hand.

"Oh? I've never seen you around school, though. I only know that you're hyung's sister."

Your smile falters a little, reminiscing how lonely you are at this wretched school. "Yeah, I don't have that many friends." You lied. You can't tell Jimin, the one that you like, that you have no friends, whatsoever. It'll probably make the man think that you're a loser.

Before Jimin can respond back. Kim Taehyung, speaks up, while panting. "Jimin hyung, I've been looking for you everywhere! Why are you taking so long—wait, why are you sitting here, alone?" Jimin was about to tell him what you said, until you spoke up. "Don't say anything yet, they won't believe you. We'll tell them later. Please, don't say anything." You looked at him with pleading eyes. We? He thought. "It's nothing, Tae. I was just getting some air."

"Well, you got your air. Let's go; the bell is about to ring and Hoseok wants us to ditch. He's gonna go look for Yeona in the city."

You snorted. The city? That's the very first place he would look at? If I really ran away, I would've went to the Han river, not the city! You thought. Jimin gives you a questioning look. You smile at him. Damn, her smile is exactly like Hoseok's. Jimin subconsciously said.
"Hellooooo, earth to Jimin." Taehyung waves a hand at Jimin. "Oh, yeah. I'll go. I finished the notes for today's lecture anyway." Jimin stands up. "I'll catch up with you. I need to stretch." He says his lame excuse to Taehyung. "You need to stretch..? Wha—you know what, whatever. You stretch whatever you need to stretch. We'll wait for you in Namjoon's mom van." And with that, Tae walks away.

"He's sassy." You pop out.

Jimin turns to look at you. He chuckles at the comment. "Oh, he can be much more sassier than that." He says. "Okay. How about we do a meet up, yeah? Here's my—" Jimin rips out a piece of paper from his notebook. He takes out a pen and writes something down. "—here's my address. Meet me at my house at 4:00, tomorrow. Outside not inside, I don't want to get startled by you." He jokes. He stretches out the hand with the paper, handing it to you. Your eyes widen. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. "Okay. Thank you for trying to help me out with this. I'm as confused as you are." You reply.

Jimin laughs. His eyes turning into crescent moon shapes; looking directly at you.

"No problem, Yeona. It must be really confusing right now. I would be too."

You try your hardest not to fangirl at how Jimin is looking at you right now. You know that, that's how Jimin looks at everyone, but the fact that he is looking at you. Well, that's a whole different story. "Okay, see you tomorrow!" You wave goodbye at him. Jimin smiles at you and waves back, walking away until you can no longer see him.

You finally stand up and squeal. "Oh my god. Oh my god. Park Jimin just told me to come over to his house! Oh my god."

All you were able to think about at the moment was Park Jimin inviting you over to his house. You forgot about the people not being able to see you. You were used to it anyway.

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"It's 8:00! What the—" You were currently watching a random show on Netflix. You had nothing to do since you were a ghost now. You didn't know what ghosts do, nor what you're supposed to do." You laid down in your bed. You let out a sigh. "How did this happen? This is so random." You say, rolling your eyes. You try to remember what happened over the past few days that might've lead to this event. You remember Hoseok giving a cake and telling you to make a wish, blowing out the candles after you actually made a wish.

"Wait a minute—" You sit up with your eyes wide. "—my wish." 'I wish Jimin would be the only one to notice me, and only me.'

"Holy shit—"

You were rudely cut off by someone in the room,

"Damn, Yeona. Took you long enough to finally crack the case."

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Aaaaaand cut! Yikes, 1k words. I didn't mean for this chapter to be this long. Lolololol, it's not like anyone is going to read it anyway. ): Please do vote and comment! I really aspire to be amazing as all these incredible authors. *dramatic sigh*
-Julie <3