The Forgotten Love (Sequel)

Chapter 3

JIMIN'S POV

"Hyung-ah! Wake up! Fucktard!" I heard Kim's voice beside my ear as I screamed loudly.

"What the fuck, Kim! YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME!" I screamed and hit his head with a pillow as he groaned.

"Hihihi surryyyyy. Wake up, hyung! Get up. You have a class to attend." He muttered as I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah okay shut up---" He didn't let me finish my sentence.

He groaned and covered his face. "Don't speak english hyung. I swear to god. You're gonna make my nose bleed. WE ARE ALREADY IN KOREA! SPEAK THE KOREAN LANGUAGE!!!" He shouted as I chuckled.

"Okay whatever. Now get out. I'm gonna change my clot--"

"Change your clothes in front of me'." He said seductively and winked as I widened my eyes and holds up a middle finger.

"Fuck you, Kim Taehyung. You'll just gonna regret after I'll fuck you." He chuckled and held up the both of his hands, surrendering.

"Chill, Park."

-------- time skip!!!!

As we went inside the car he warned me. "Hyung... if someone is saying some things. Don't listen to them, okay? They will just hurt your feelings." He said with a stern voice as I rolled my eyes.

"What is that 'some things' huh?"

He rolled his eyes. "Just listen to me, hyung. Trust me.. they'll only hurt you."

"Okay whatever. But Taehyung. I've been dreaming a lot of this pale boy. I can't see his face. It's so blurry, Tae!"

He glanced at me and back to the road. "It's just a dream, hyung."

Yeah... it's just a dream. "You're right. Just a dream." I mumbled.

NAMJOON'S POV

"Hey Namspoon." I heard Ginger's voice behind me. I looked at him with a bored face. "It's Namjoon not Namspoon." He just rolled his eyes.

"Whatever spoon. Where is Yoongi and Jungkook?" He asked. "Oh... they are inside our classroom." I answered.

"Hmm... okay. What are you all doing here at the entrance of the school? You expecting someone?" Tom asked.

"Yeah... it's the transferee." Hoseok answered

"Why are you all excited to meet him? Ben asked. "Nothin. We just have a feeling that its Jimin." Hoseok said as I widened my eyes.

"What? Why?" I asked as he stared at me. "Bro... aren't you expecting him? Oh well... I have a big feeling that its Jimin. We saw him at the seven eleven last night. But then again... I think its just a look alike." I nodded.

We jumped when we heard a roaring engine of a car. It was a yellow Ferrari.
A tall man got out of the driver's seat and closed the door. Is that the transferee that they are talking about?

But then... the tall boy opened the other door revealing a boy with a mask on his face. Does he have cancer or smth? I laughed at the thought.

He is wearing a black hoodie and wearing a mask. His hand was inside his pocket. He is walking like a model. Bro... he walks like Jimin. 

Oh well.. cant see his face.

YOONGI'S POV

We heard shouts and screams outside the classroom but we ignored it. I guess its the transferee. I can't believe that they already forgot about Park Jimin because of that transferee!

We heard the door open revealing Namjoon, Jin, Hoseok, Ben, tom, and Ginger. They all sat down.

Where is the transferee?

The door flew open revealing a tall boy (with mask) and a boy with mask. I furrowed my eyebrows. "Please introduce yourselves." The teacher said as they nodded.

The tall boy was about to talk but...
"Please take off your masks first."

They sighed. The tall boy took his mask off. IS THAT KIM TAEHYUNG?!?!?! I heard Jungkook gasped.

"My name is Kim Taehyung. Nice to meet you all again. I was a student here before." He bowed

The boy with hoodie took off his mask. What. The. Fuck.
"My name is Christian Park. I am from New York. Nice to meet you all." He introduced. HE SAID THAT IN ENGLISH!!!

THAT IS PARK FUCKING JIMIN. WHAT THE FUCK?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!??! IS THIS A FUCKING DREAM?!?!?

The students all gasped and screamed. "OHMYGHAD!! JIMIN OPPA IS ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!" A girl shouted.

Jimin rolled his eyes. "I always hear that name. Aish. My name is Christian Park. 20 years old. That's all." He said.

I can't believe it. Park Jimin is standing in front of us. The man who is missing for three fucking years and came back like there's nothing bad happened. He came back with a changed name and a changed attitude. What the fuck.

I think he noticed me looking at him. More like staring tho. He stared at me and rolled his eyes after. I gasped.

DOES HE HATES ME BECAUSE I WAS MEAN TO HIM?!?!?!??!!??!?!?!? OR... HE IS REALLY GRANTING MY WISH BEFORE.

"I will just pretend that I never met you."

"Goodbye"

A tear escaped my eyes. I lowered my head. I really regret everything. Im such a fucked up person.