tutor ; park jimin

chapter III

"Jimin as in Park Jimin?" my best friend, Yebin, asks as she sits across from me on the table of the mall.

"Yes." I nod, sipping my milkshake.

"Wait, I don't think we're talking about the same Park Jimin? Is the same one with the black hair, kinda short and abs?"

"Orange hair now, still short and still has abs."

"So you're teaching Park Jimin math? You threw a party at your place last night? And... H-How do you know he still has abs?" she raises an eyebrow.

"Well, the first time I was studying with him, he tried paying with sex and..."

"Did you do it?!" she almost screams.

"No! Oh, my god! Did you think I was gonna lose my virginity to... Oh, my god, Park Jimin."

"Oh, please, tell me you don't regret not losing your virginity to Park Jimin."

"No! Park Jimin is right there!" I point quietly at Jimin and his friends walking.

"Oh, my god! He looks hot!"

"For the love of god, Yebin. Just come!" I grab her hand and pull her along to the restroom with me.

"Why are you running away from him?"

"To avoid those weird ass encounters."

I look at her and she makes an uneasy face.

"What?" I ask.

"I kinda need to pee."

"Then go, idiot!"

"Okay!" she says and runs to a bathroom stall.

"I'll be outside!" I say and walk out.

Of course the first thing I see is Park Jimin and his friends, walking towards me. I freeze and look around for a place to hide.

Go back in the restroom, idiot!

"Minkyung?" I hear his voice calling me.

God, you owe me one.

"Park Jimin." I shoot him a fake smile.

"What are you doing here?" he asks walking further, leaving his group of friends behind, who are watching our conversation.

"I-I came with my friend." I explain.

"Yeah, sure." he rolls his eyes.

"I'm serious, she's inside."

"Come on, Minkyung, you want me to believe that you're here with a friend?"

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"Because... You have no friends, or do you?"

"You're really trying that hard to seem cool in front of your friends?" I ask crossing my arms over my chest, "Pathetic." I chuckle humourlessly and walk back in the restroom.

As I walk in, Yebin is already washing her hands.

"Let's go." I say harshly, swallowing down my tears.

"Wow, did I take that long?" she asks as she dries her hands.

"Let's just go, okay?" I grab her hand and drag her out, "And pray Park Jimin is not there anymore."

"What?"

"I just ran into him." I stop, turning to her.

"That's why you're mad? What did he do?"

"He... He's just dick, okay? He's a jerk. And I hate... I hate him." I say, my eyes filling with tears and my voice shaky.

"You don't really hate him, do you?" she asks, shaking her head.