Everyone is entitled to their own opinion. This is my personal view of God.
-Oct. 14th-
-9:15 AM-
"Im Park Jimin...." I began,
"Im a lot of things. Im a person like you, currently almost midway through their senior year in Hangul High. An A+ student who only wishes for good things and joy in this world, a songwriter, a good friend.
I believe in God and think all of our decisions are his work, even the bad. I believe there's a path carved for us in life. Everything that happens is meant to happen, no matter the circumstances. No mistakes. When something random, annoying, or unfair and curvy-" I purposely mumbled that part, "-pops up in life, it's meant to be there. And if not, we'll then that's that. I'm Park Jimin and this was a brief introduction to myself." With my chin held high and arms crossed behind, I made sure to end strong.
Light, halfhearted clapping filled the room. I swiftly nodded at all the eyes staring back, content with my self-presentation.
One particular pair dipped in hazel stared back with mild curiosity, chin held up on a fist.
And when I looked her way, she quietly cleared her throat and averted her gaze down to her desk, continuing to read a book.
YOU ARE READING
Foreign | pjm
Fiksi PenggemarYou're a transfer student who showed up out of nowhere and started shaking up Jimin's heart. - chapters will almost always be short -
