Jimin stared at the boy who sat next to him on a bench in his school.
"Oh, hello y- what was your name again?" Jimin raised his eyebrow as he tried to remember.
"I'm sorry but I have the memory of a goldfish-"
"Yoongi" Yoongi interrupted jimin's confusion with only one word. His voice was deep and husky, that it sent chills down jimin's spine.
"Y-yeah" Jimin nodded, running a hand through his hair.
"What are you doing here? Do you study in this school?"
"No" Yoongi simply replied.
"Then what are you doing here?" Jimin asked again, looking weirdly at the other one.
"Nothing" Another short reply.
Jimin sighed. Why is it so hard to keep a conversation flowing with this boy?
"How old are you?" Jimin just kept asking and asking. The boy next to him was mysterious, but he felt weirdly interested in him. He seemed like he was hiding millions of things behind his calm expression.
Yoongi got up, walking away.
"Wait, where are you going?"
"Somewhere" He shrugged.
Yoongi put on his mask, disappearing in the air.
"Rest in peace"
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Our Sins || Yoonmin Story
Fanfic"What did I do to deserve this??!" "Your sins" -- "What did you do to be here?" "My sins" -- "What made us meet each other?" "Our sins"
