Turns out Jimin had a fever from overworking himself. I feel guilty for not realizing sooner that something was wrong.
Thankfully, I managed to find out which hospital he was in. I knocked on the door before slowly entering.
There was a sleeping angel on the bed. He looks so peaceful. I stepped closer, and stood by his bed. Admiring his beauty.
Then, his eyes opened. He looked at me and smile. How can such a person smile at such a condition?
"Hyerin..." "I'm sorry for not noticing sooner." I looked down. "Hyerin, it's not even your fault." He laughed softly.
"Hey...Hyerin I think that friend of yours is calling." He brought me back to reality. I didn't understand what he meant till I looked at the caller ID.
What friend? This is far from friend.
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𝑴𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒖𝒑 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕 |PJM FF| ✔️
Fanfiction"I had to lie, because 𝘺𝘰𝘶 too would leave me if you knew the truth."