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[ LETTING GO, LETTING GO. TELLING YOU THINGS YOU ALREADY KNOW. I EXPLODE, I EXPLODE. ASKING YOU WHERE YOU WANT US TO GO. YOU'VE BEEN RIDING TWO WHEELERS ALL YOUR LIFE. IT'S NOT LIKE I'M ASKING TO BE YOUR WIFE ]
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"goodnight, hyung"
"goodnight jimin" he smiled softly. he walked over to his own home.
he walked to his room, closing the door and locking it.
i like you. you. you and you only. i don't know why. but i could never get you out of my mind. all the classes we had, i kept looking at you. i always felt a different love for you, it wasn't friendly. it was pure love. utter adoration that i feel towards you. i don't know who you like, but i hope it's me. and if it isn't i'm okay with it - no, really, i'm not okay with it.
i like you so fucking much. no, i fucking love you. i don't wanna lose you to some fucktard that might cheat on you. (if so, how dare he?)
he dropped his pencil. groaning at this 'one-side love'. he looks out his window. "park jimin, you said you'd tell me who you like but my stupid brother told me to come back to an empty place full of rooms"
"please do tell me who you like" he presses his hand together in a preying manner. "i hope it's me, i pray it's me"
