[I have a song suggestion for this chapter, which is Crystal Snow, but it would be better for you to read the trans of the song to match this chap. ㅋㅋㅋㅋ still up to you though. Just a suggestion. I indicated when to play it.]
Jimin's POV
She likes someone?
"Who can it be?" I raked my eyes on the red fabric placed inside a box on my lap. I carefully gathered it from the box and buried my nose onto it, trying to imagine how it smelled before. Just like peaches, just like her. I haven't seen it for a long long time. Maybe a year and a half, maybe a bit longer. I tried to bury my memories about her as deep as I can. But fate loves to mess me up.
I heave a deep sigh and closed my eyes. I let my body fall onto the mattress and snuggle against the red scarf.
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(Play: BTS - Crystal Snow)It was a pleasant morning, the breeze coming from the sea is chilly, but the sky is clear nonetheless. I was a bit late for our meeting time because my family wants to spend the whole day of my birthday with them, but I badly need to see Red to make my day complete.
I saw her sitting on the bench, fiddling with the bunch of forget-me-nots in her hands. She's gazing at the sea, looking like she's lost with her thoughts.
I slowly tread towards her and sat at the other end of the bench. She's wearing her red scarf. Seconds later, she noticed the foreign presence and turned her head towards me. I smiled at her, not uttering a thing.
I can see the panic in her eyes as they move from me and the surroundings. She stood up and picked a box right beside her. A chocolate cake was revealed when she opened the box. She plunge the thin candles with a slight tremble and lit them up after several trials of lighting the matches up that keep on slipping from her hand.
"Oppa, happy 16th birthday." Her voice was muffled by the fabric but still audible.
I smiled cheekily and blew the candles. "Thank you, Red."
"You didn't make a wish again." She said as she placed the cake on the bench, her voice dwindled as she spoke.
"I told you, as long as I'm fulfilling your wish, I can't ask for more." I said with a gentle smile.
"Can I hug you?" She asked with glistening eyes.
"Of course." I didn't wait for her to embrace me and did it myself. "Why are you so gloomy? What's the matter?"
She just shook her head and tighten her grasp on my shirt. I heard a muffled sob and when I pulled away, I saw how tears continuously stream down her face. I wanted to wipe it away for her but she beat me to it and laughed softly after.
"I'm sorry." She said. And right after saying that, she completely broke down and cried, holding her knees against her chest. My heart clenched and a lump formed in my throat as I hear her sob. I kneeled down and cupped her head, willing her to look at me.
"Why are you crying? Please, let me know." I looked at her eyes intently, trying to find answers.
"I-I'm sorry.. my gift is.. is s-so ugly." She managed to answer between her sobs.
I blinked a few times and chuckled. "Silly! I'll accept anything as long as it is from you." I pat her head and gave her a reassuring smile.
She nods and stood up.
"Can you.. can you sit on the bench and close your eyes?" She requested.
"What for?" I curiously inquired but did what she asked.
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