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After I got back from school, I remembered.

Jimin is supposed to be here.

Fuck, I'm not ready to face him. What if we'll break up? What if he doesn't like me since he doesn't answer me? What if especially, he has somebody else?

...

No thoughts of the last question. I shook my head, starting to panic as I remembered Jimin is going to be here. Because of my stupid fucking mom has to make me crazy. I don't want to talk face to face with Jimin. What if something bad happens after it?

Well,

let's see.


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Mother got a new job, at some random salon place. Which, isn't good. Me? Being alone? Soon being alone with Jimin? No fucking thank you.

The door was being knocked on, as my heart went beating faster. I started to sweat, shaking my hands as I walked to the door. I shook my hand as I wanted to grab the doorknob but, I can't! I'm so nervous, I can just, pretend I'm not here. Yeah, g-good idea, Yoons. I walked back to the couch until,

"YOONGI! I know you're there, I'm unlocking the door." Jimin's father yelled, trying to warn me. The doorknob rattled.

I froze and didn't look back. As my heart went beating faster, my hands and feet started to be cold. The door unlocked and I saw Jimin hiding behind his father. He innocently waved at me.


I'm still not ready to talk.

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