Rain: 박지민

two

HANA
I closed the apartment door behind me with a sigh. So far, college was fine, though it had only been 2 days so that could change quickly. Jimin had walked me to school both days, since he also went there, only he was starting his third year. I had seen him around a bit at school, although I avoided it to the best of my ability. I still didn't want to be associated with the guy. This unfortunately also meant I'd been spending most of the time alone. Sitting alone in class, almost always sitting alone at breaks and at lunch. I didn't mind though, I was never all that great at making friends, or - I never really tried.

I put my bag down on the couch with a huff, before sitting down next to it and fishing out my books. I noticed there was a little blue note sticking out of one of them. How didn't I notice it before?

I pulled it out and looked at it.

'Sorry I couldn't sit with you. Expect me to do that tomorrow, I want to get to know you. /J'

A scoff escaped me as I glanced to Jimin's room. I left the note on the coffee table as I moved myself and my bag into my room to do some studying.

After an hour or so I heard Jimin come home. It was quiet for a while, but he soon knocked on my door before walking in. "What's with the note?" he said. It was obvious he was trying to contain a grin.

I rolled my eyes before raising my gaze to meet his. "No, Jimin. Just leave me alone." He looked a little confused, before shrugging and turning around, laying the note on my dresser on his way out.

. . .

I stared at myself in the mirror, just making sure everything was the way I wanted it. I scanned myself. My curled brown hair, sharp black eyeliner, nude lips. Short, emerald green dress. Black nails, bare legs, black strappy heels. I looked fine, but something was missing. My gaze just looked empty.

I walked out into the living room, being met with a Jimin, in nothing but pajama pants, sprawled out on the couch, scrolling away on his phone. When he noticed my presence, his eyes widened and he sat up, straightening himself up. "Where.. where are you going dressed like that?" he asked.

I grabbed my purse in the hallway and turned around to look at him. "Out," I simply said. "You wanna come with me?" He nodded and got up, went to his room and got dressed. I waited for him as he got ready, and then we left together.

He drove us to the bar and I went in before him. He trailed after me as I found a seat. When he was about to sit down next to me, I stopped him. "Uh-uh, go find some other girl to bother. I'm waiting for someone." All Jimin did in response was chuckle, and then he disappeared into the crowd. I gotta say I felt a little bit bad for him. I asked him to come with me after all. I quickly forgot about Jimin when I spotted who I came here for. Yoongi was sitting in a booth, talking to those two guys he was with the last time I saw him. His eyes were scanning the room, and suddenly I got very nervous. I knew he'd see me eventually, and then I'd have to... seduce him somehow.

I knew this wasn't a good idea. I knew he would just use me. He would play with me until he got sick of me and then he'd throw me away like I was nothing. Taehyung had told me all about him and his ways. I didn't care though. It's not like I wanted to be Yoongi's girlfriend or anything, I just wanted to kiss him a little bit, maybe even sleep with him. I knew Namjoon and Yoongi were acquaintances, so I was hoping to make him feel bad. He deserved it, after all, and I needed to move on.

I shifted in my seat as I waited impatiently for the bartender to mix the drink I ordered, when a deep voice was heard beside me. I turned my head in the direction of the guy who ordered, and my eyes widened.