Prologue

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The first time i had seen him, he was wearing a white bandana with stripes. Thrown over his pristine white uniform was a oversized, contrasting black jacket. It dolled him up perfectly. The bandana suited his champagne blonde hair, the jacket showed off his shoulders perfectly.

"Who is he ?" I hissed to jimin, trying my best to be discreet.

" He's Min Yoongi ! Hoseok, do you live under a rock or something? How can you not know the coolest sophomore in our school." Jimin looked at me like i had committed such a huge crime by not knowing the name of the hottest boy in school.

"Well... he really does... seem out of place, I guess" i shrugged, not knowing how to describe this beautiful boy right in front of my eyes.

Min yoongi. He definitely does not seem like the type that you would find in your local high school located in a small town. He has caught my attention since the day i noticed him, but clearly, he hasn't only caught my attention.

He is different, everyone knew that. However, he wasn't scared to be different, he made being different seem cool. He was the type that would stand out even if the world was painted black and white. The type that would wear contrasting colours when everyone sticked to a black outfit. He was, in short, the focal point of attention.

Looking at him, I can only come to a conclusion. This man, is beautiful, like a piece of artwork.

Unfortunately, as an artist, nothing attracted me more than beautiful things. That was the day, I fell hard for this man named min yoongi, without even knowing who he was.

A/n : if you cant imagine how yoongi looks like, check out the picture

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