dear boy at the window,
sometimes i hear things. strange things. they come from your house. they don't sound good.
are you okay?
i don't mean to pry, but i'm not sure if everything is alright. our windows are opposite each other. sometimes i see you there, crying.
look, i know that i'm not supposed to be watching you, but i'm just so- intrigued. no one around here really talks to me, so, if you ever need someone, i'm right here.
by the way, i'm jimin. if you're reading this, it means that i successfully threw it into your window.
that sounds weird, but i've been making paper planes since i was five. and i'm not very good. but practice makes perfect.
what's your name? i would love to get to know you. sometimes having no friends is lonely, i guess.
anyway, see you around.
- jimin
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AERODYNAMIC, MINJOON.
Fanfiction❝when he reached up towards the sky, salty tears masking his weakness, he could almost touch the stars.❞ [ THIS WAS WRITTEN LAST YEAR IT'S SO OLD DONT READ ] a minjoon fanfiction.
