The Intro

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Jimin PoV:
I walked slowly and casually down the corridor of our school, the steps descending dramatically behind my feet, as they always had. I felt good about myself. I had just been informed that I had passed one of the hardest tests of senior year and my heart was racing to hear that Jungkook wanted to meet up with me at lunch. Therefore, I began to strut.

You may wonder why on earth I'm so excited just to see my best friend. Right? Well, as I let the tips of the wind catch my light pink locks effortlessly, I will explain to you my life so far:

Nobody knows about him. Nobody knows. Nobody. I am willing to do anything for this boy. I have loved him since 2nd grade.
Ah ~ the memories.
How he would brush his fingers through my matte blonde hair, smiling cutely and innocently as I slowly melt on the inside.
How his beautiful, deep eyes caught my attention playfully, causing me to get lost in the fact that someone so beautiful was MY friend. Cared so much about me. I wanted to take it further.

Jungkook is an extremely talented boy. He makes my cheeks turn a dark shade of rose when he locks eyes with me. He kills me. A good pain, though. A pain that is almost surreal. I love him. He wouldn't feel the same way, though... Would he?

Jungkook PoV:

I brush back my dark, brunette hair with one hand as I wait for my best friend to arrive.
"Agh- Jungkook! Don't be stupid. Just give up, It's never going to happen."
I stutter as I grab handfuls of my hair, letting them go angrily, whilst tapping my shoe anxiously against the concrete of the school.

Then, I blush awkwardly as I see Jimin walking happily, and suddenly gets nervous and starts to look down when he notices me. I chuckle, not taking it personally, as I have known Jimin for 10 years now, he normally gets shy around me. Cute.

He comes closer. This time I honestly don't know what to do. Instead of actually being reasonable and approaching him, I sit there. Waiting like a coward. God, Jungkook, why?

My heart starts racing as I see him smile at me, showing his glistening, white pearls hidden behind his lips, as his large eyes become less visible, being hidden by his gorgeous smile.

He sits beside me, my heart still racing itself. I clear my throat-
"Jimin-Ssi?" I ask. It's too late.

I gasp as the quivering boy falls on my lap, as I sit there hopeless for a minute. I feel the tears forming in my eyes, making me emotional.

I fall into a morbid sob.

Is the love of my life gone?

Will I see him again?

Is he waking up? ~

Don't do it. ~ JIKOOK FFWhere stories live. Discover now