I had turned around,
the teacher's voice, nothing
but a distant hum.
You did not shy away from my gaze,
like others did.
You stared straight at me,
as you waited for my response.
I shrugged, turning back around,
my dark curls,
the same as my brother's,
but never quite so beautiful,
hanging limply down my back.
Soon enough,
I felt your fingers running
through it,
gently dividing it into
three parts,
and I remember,
feeling calm.
YOU ARE READING
𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐄, park jimin ✓
Fanfiction❝WHEN ITS DARK ENOUGH YOU CAN SEE THE STARS❞
