Dear Seokjin,
You invited me over for another coffee the other day. Neither of us has called it a date yet but that's basically what it is.
You said you wanted me to help you with an art assignment, but I told you that you already had the best grades in the class and there was no need for my help. If it was an excuse to talk to me, I'd take it.
You showed me your work so far, and when I used my hand to move it so that I could see it better, I brushed against your hand, and I swear I could feel a wave of electric shock go through my body.
It was insane.
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Letters From A Purple Shoebox | JinMin
FanfictionJimin never shared his feelings to other people- instead, he'd scribble them down on little pieces of scrap paper that he hid in his purple shoebox. When he realises that he can't keep hiding his feelings for any longer, he finally gets the courage...
