Five

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F*ck my life. F*ck it. I really need to start on getting closer with Jimin. The only times we 'talk' is in class, because we sit next to each other in some lessons. And even so, we don't even talk about much. I guess we just don't have so much in common. Plus we're technically not allowed to talk in class. Oops. He's told me a bit about himself though, to which I have been annoyingly quiet and my mouth refuses to say more than a sentence in response. He genuinely seems like a good kid. His parents really did raise him well. They also raised a handsome boy, indeed. I better stop procrastinating on it though, or else i'll fully lose him soon. I don't know when soon is, but I'm really hoping not within in the next week.

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