Jimin- My Brothers Enemy~
Genre- We don't know
Warnings- Some curse words
Word count-2239
I rolled my eyes. Great. Another boring school day. I walked inside the high school with a cold face plastered on like every single day. Everyone stepped back to make room for me. You see, our school is separated into two parts. There's a border line separating each sides. My side, is dark, dirty, and the lockers are all vandalized. Where as the other side, is clean, bright, and colourful. There's the good side, where you have your jocks, school presidents, cheerleaders, student council, and all that jazz. The leader of the side, is Park Jimin. But, my side is the exact opposite. Our side, is considered the bad side. Where all the detention kids are. My brother is the leader of our side. I opened my locker, and threw my bag inside getting my books out. I noticed something pink on my top shelf. It stood up on my tippy toes, and reached for what look like a rose, with a red envelope attached to it. 'Y/N' it said on the back with nice cursive writing.
"Yah! Who gave me this ugly thing?!" I yelled out.
No one replied. They were probably too scared. I sighed, and opened it.
Dear Y/N,
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Love never crossed my mind,
Until the day I met you:)
I nearly gagged. This is the most cheesiest letter I have ever read! I searched for the name, and my eyes widened once they trailed to the bottom.
Love, Jimin.
"Park Jimin?!?!" I yelled.
'No way. Park Jimin?! The one who's enemies with my brother?! What kind of sick joke is this?!' I said to myself.
"Hey." I heard.
I slammed my locker shut, to see Jimin. I rolled my eyes.
"Did you get the note?" Jimin asked.
"Yeah. And I have one for you." I smiled.
"R-Really?!" Jimin asked with a bright smile.
"Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I have five fingers,
And the middle one's for you." I said as I stuck up my middle finger.
Jimin's facial expression changed.
"Oh." Jimin said.
I scoffed, and walked away.
"Wait!" Jimin said running to my side. I rolled my eyes once again.
"What do you want Park?" I asked.
"Please. Just give me a chance." Jimin said.
I sighed, and pulled him aside roughly with a quiet squeal escaping his plump lips.
"Look. Even if I wanted to, I can't. You know how much my brother hates you." I whispered.
"Does this mean you want to?" Jimin asked.
"What? You're going off topic here." I said.
"Please. Just hide it from him. Tonight, at 7? Just give me one chance to take your heart. Just one date. Please." Jimin begged.
I thought for a moment, and sighed in defeat.
"Fine! But if I still hate you by the end of tonight, then you're gone." I said.
"Jinja?! YIPEE! You won't regret it!" Jimin said before planting a kiss on my cheek, and skipping down the halls like I just told him that he won the lottery.
I stood there in shock rubbing my cheek. 'Why am I reacting to that kiss?' I asked myself.
"Yo, sis." My brother said.
