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its VMIN and i know becs just felt like writing it (??) dont read if you are LOYAL to taekook or smthng :/ theres a bit literature stuff so skip if boring have fun :)
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Strength is Being able to crush a tomato, Dexterity is being able to dodge a tomato, Constitution is being able to eat a bad tomato, Intelligence is knowing a tomato is a fruit, Wisdom is knowing not to put a tomato in a fruit salad, Charisma is being able to sell a tomato based fruit salad. Skeedly dee da dum @$!#€¥%
Jimin silently read the words scribbled on the last page if his notebook with bright orange highlighter. Shit Jin writes. He snorted and closed the book, gracefully.
The peaceful hallway adjacent to the classroom soon got filled with deep laughs, loud thumps of backs being slapped, squeaking of brand new shoes.
Jimin looked up from his reading material and towards the direction of the classroom door. He adjusted his round glasses, pushing them a little higher on his nose and carefully observed the boys who had just entered the classroom.
Perhaps, the heartthrobs of the school: Jungkook Jeon, Taehyung Kim and Namjoon Kim.
The boys walked in, all giggly and clingy. The morning lights steams in from behind them making a halo effect around their heads.
Namjoon Kim; and all Jimin could say was: bold. He had the swagger of someone Jimin—or anyone—didn't even want to lock eyes with, let alone cross. There was a hint of the victor in his smile surrounded by stiff cheeks—not the supple grin, but the joy after winning a battle. He was tall and handsome, ALL girls head over fucking heels for him.
