"I changed myself for you, to be the ideal man for you. To hold you close and make love to you like I've always wanted."
In which the joke of the school blooms into a beautiful man in the blink of an eye, all due to one girl who helped him recover f...
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You glance behind you to your right and see Jimin packing up his books into his backpack. He hasn't met up with you by the gates for the past three days and you started getting worried. For all you know he could be getting back into his bad habits.
"Hey," You attempted to smile as you went to him and stood by his desk. His eyes wandered to yours and you awkwardly stood there, completely oblivious to Lia watching you from the back. "you didn't come to the gates yesterday either."
"I've been really busy with school and stuff." He replies. You become attentive to his strangely tired and dull features, now worrying more than you already were. Lia walks up and stands behind you, trying to politely shut out any of the conversation you were having with Jimin as to not listen in on any personal stuff.
"Oh okay, I just wanted to—"
"How are my two favorite girls in the world?" You heard an ardent deep voice say, then noticed an arm wrap around your and Lia's shoulders.
Jimin observes and yet again exasperation wells up in his chest as another good looking guy gets closer to you than Jimin ever has. As if automatically, his fists clench. He grabs his book bag off the floor, suddenly anxious of whether he'll get stuck in his desk again or not. Thankfully for him, he slips out easily and idly waves goodbye to you before he sidled away, not allowing a chance for you to say anything more.
"Dongwoo that was completely unnecessary." Lia remarks as she crossed her arms.
"What? I can't hug my girlfriend?" Dongwo pouts before reaching to kiss Lia on the cheek, who rejected him by walking ahead and letting Dongwoo follow after her like a minion.
Meanwhile you simply stared ahead, your sorrow for Jimin eating up at your heart even more than you had expected. Was it the fact that you were concerned he'd ever return to doing that? Was it the fact that you were on the path to losing a friend? Or was it a mixture of both?
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"By the way, that guy from this morning," Lia commenced, catching Mirey's attention, "is that the Jimin dude?"
You idly nod as the bitter flavor of your americano engulfed your taste buds.
"Okay what's happening?" Mirey asks.
"He's this fa— chubby guy in health class and I mean he's...cute I just didn't think he'd be Y/n's type."
You didn't realize you were glaring at Lia when she said that statement, "What do you know about my type?"
