BTS Angsts

In Love with Love/Jimin

"I was so infatuated by the thought of you, that I went blind to the reality of you."

Your POV

Call it desperation. Call it naivety. Call me weak. Call me blind. Call me stupid.

But I call it love.

I call it fantasy.

Park Jimin. The man of my dreams really. It's cliche, but I was no gem. Never in a million years would I think the handsomest guy at school had feelings for me.

I can't explain it any other way except fate, or luck.

I sound pretty sad and lonely but I couldn't help it.

My friends would come to me everyday telling me about what their boyfriends did. Whether it be a romantic date, a gift, or a plain hug, I was the one everyone came and squealed to.

I didn't mind.

I was happy for them.

They were in love with good people who loved them equally as much.

It's hard to find people like that.

But they always came and told me stuff like this.

And I felt, I guess you could say left out.

I couldn't ever relate to what they were telling me.

"Oh Minhyun did this!" or "Jinhoo bought me this, he's such a sweetie!"

But I could never say "Oh so and so did this for me, I love him so much."

I always ended up listening without being able to say anything.

But that all changed one day.

One fine day, after hearing the same non-relatable boyfriend nonsense, Park Jimin, the school's literal "IT Man" walked right over to us.

My friends gave him a shocked look as he approached our table and took my hand in his.

"My girlfriend looks like she needs to be saved," he said.

My mouth literally flew open.

He chuckled, beckoning for me to follow him.

I had a fat crush on him but it was a childish one that obviously would never happen.

So I thought.

Once we were a comfortable distance away he told me I looked so bored.

I was shocked as to how he knew my name, and more importantly the fact that he was looking over at me.

One thing led to another and we realized we both had huge crushes on each other.

It had suddenly felt like this whole hopeless fantasy I created was coming true.

My wildest dreams were becoming my wildest reality.

He was perfect.