Roaming in Seoul |BTS|

4 | Jimin

Me and Yoongi spent the rest day strolling in Seoul, exploring many hidden, to the tourist's eye, corners, breathing the summer air and getting closer to each other. His company felt undeniably good, so good that I had lost track of time when I noticed that the sun had set.

"Should we take the bus to head back?" Yoongi asked me while eating lemon flavored ice cream from our shared cup that we had just bought.

I nodded in agreement as I licked the rest of the ice cream that was left on my spoon. Suddenly I felt a sting in my heart, accompanied with an adrenaline rush as I spotted a familiar blond guy from the distance, who was already looking at me and Yoongi with a questionable expression on his face.

It was no other, but Jimin.

Yoongi didn't realize my reaction to seeing him, as he proceeded to approach the whole squad who was across the street on the pavement, leaving me behind, just like Taehyung Jungkook and Namjoon did to Jimin.

"No way! I didn't think we would see you here!" Taehyung exclaimed enthusiastically after a pound fist between him and Yoongi.

"Yeah, you can't  imagine the things we did today, it was really fun." Yoongi replied, as he looked back to me for reassurance, but me being still frozen, holding our shared ice cream, I just smiled faintly.

"So, what are you up to here?" Yoongi continued, looking at Jungkook and Namjoon who were gathering next to Taehyung.

"We wanted to grab some food and go to Jimin's house to chill. Wanna join?" Namjoon stated.

All this time, Jimin had not made a single move to come closer to us, who were now in a circle, adding an awkward and unsure feeling to the situation. For some reason, I do believe that he was being distant because of me. Perhaps he's a shy guy?

"Sounds good to me. Gyllene, are you coming?" Yoongi asked and Taehyung nodded, urging me to join the group.

But I think I've had enough 'social pressure' for today. I'd rather go back home, take a bath and talk to Jess on the phone.  "I think I'll call it a day, guys. But thanks. I guess I'll see you in Monday. "

After greeting them all and turning around to head for the bus station, I glanced back one last time to see Jimin, who only muttered a faint bye and then, his attention wandered to his phone.

He looked so beautiful, almost angelic. No one could possibly deny that. His ear piercings and white t-shirt made him look ethereal. And he stood out in the crowd. At least to me. Exchanging looks with him isn't enough for me though.

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Monday, 15/08/18

Yoongi asked me to sit with him in class today.

Although Taehyung wasn't happy about my decision to leave him, uttering a complaining why with an overly dramatic expression on his face, he would never dare to object to Yoongi's wishes.

As soon as the class started, unable to focus on the teacher's mumbling, he spoke to me. "Did you have fun with me on Saturday?"

In spite of his usually confident self, he seemed quite anxious about my reply, as his lips turned into a thin line while raising his eyebrows.

Quite surprised by his question, I turned to him whispering. "It was great, and thanks for showing me around. I appreciate it."

Looking relieved, after relaxing his previously tensed shoulders, he continued. "Cool, and did you think about coming to Namjoon's party on Friday?"

"I haven't really made up my mind yet, to be honest." I answer, hoping that I would not sound anxious.

"Oh come on. Do it for me, please? I swear we're going to have fun. " Yoongi replied smiling slightly squeezing my hand.

His touch felt amazing. I didn't realize I was holding my breath until the moment he moved away his cold hand. I knew he had drown my attention from the moment I sensed his imposing presence in class. But, I wasn't certain if I actually liked him.

Once the bell rung, Taehyung and Yoongi rushed out of the classroom, completely forgetting about my existence, which strongly reminded me of my school life in London. Ouch.

After gathering my things and putting them in my bag I got up, being the last to exit the class.

I stepped in the almost empty corridor on the top floor, pulling my phone from my bag, just to feel less awkward wandering alone among the students.

"Um, hey." I heard and unfamiliar voice behind me, turning around to see the one and only, Park Jimin, who was finally looking at me in the eyes.

"Oh hey, Jimin. What are you doing on the second floor? "

After hesitating a little, he answered while running his fingers through his hair. "I, I just wanted to apologize for not welcoming you to the school properly. I'm just not a really open person with people I don't know. "

Shaking my head I replied smiling. "It's totally understandable. No need to be sorry. Wanna go grab lunch?"

After nodding, Jimin and I started heading for the school's cafeteria on the ground floor. We were walking side to side in a completely comfortable silence when he spoke. "Do you want to listen?"

He asked suggestively offering me the one piece of his wireless Apple headphones. Classical music flew in my right ear as I put on the headphone.

"You like classical music?" I asked quite amazed.

By looking at him, I would have never thought that he would be into that kind of music, like me. I've actually been dancing ballet my whole life, finding myself falling in love endlessly with classical sounds from timeless musicians like Mozart and Bach. Although it's not the most famous music genre among teens, I would always try to convince Jess to give it a try. But, being a rock music lover, she would turn down my offer.

"I do. I'm actually a contemporary dancer at an academy outside of school. " he assures me.

"No way! I used to take ballet classes back in London. "I exclaimed surprised, realizing the huge common interest between me and him. Jimin looked amazed by that as well.

"You should definitely be a part of the dance club at school then. We're 12 people in total, and we'll be performing on school's Christmas Festival this year." He suggested while smiling widely, until his eyes disappeared and his cute cheeks were evident. He was so warm and friendly towards me that I felt flustered by his charming behavior.

"Um, sure." I replied returning the smile he gave me.

"Oh and don't worry about the others on the dance team, they're cool people. I think you'll like them. Take my word for it." He said as if he was reading my mind.

The introvert in me was indeed a little unsure about performing with 12 people I didn't know, but for some reason, I felt reassured by Jimin's words.

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