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Chapter 3

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Jimin's POV:

The end of the day was nearing. Classes had just finished and I was on my way home. I had woken up just fine this morning, although I don't think I can say the same about my classmates from dance class.

I had sent them a text this morning, and only got a response from Sungwoon Hyung mid-afternoon saying that he was ditching class. I still haven't heard from Kai Hyung but I'm guessing that he has been either puking his guts out or sleeping. Or maybe both.

I waved good-bye to my friends as I left the college premises and was heading towards the car where the family driver dropped me off and picked me up every single day.

I did indeed think of the black-haired stranger before going to bed last night as I had expected to do, but that was it. I don't think I had thought of him once today. Yet, here he was.

With a motorcycle parked on the curb across the street, he looked as if he was waiting for someone. He saw that I had seen him, and I thought of going around and pretending that nothing had happened when suddenly he waved his hand.

I knew that the wave was meant for me, leaving me no choice but to go over to him. Okay, I did have a choice, and the choice was to go and talk to him. I knew that I said that we would never again see each other, so this spiked up my curiosity.

Yet curiosity always kills the cat...

"May I ask what you are doing here?", we were standing face to face, and luckily this was college so nobody paid attention to you or who you were with.

Not that I had to be ashamed if I were to be seen with him, but then again, I did only meet him once, last night.

"Not even 'hello'? I'm hurt, I drove all the way from the other side of the city just to see you, and I don't even get a greeting?"; I didn't know if I should be annoyed at his smirk or annoyed at myself for even making conversation with a stranger.

"Hello. What are you doing here?"

"You told me where you went to school last night, and I thought that we might go and get some diner together."

"Why? We don't know each other.", was this the part where I walked away, preventing myself from possibly getting murdered in the future?

"And how do you plan on meeting new people if you never talk to them? I promise you I won't take you some sketchy place."

"How did you know when my classes ended?"

He sighed. "I didn't. I just waited here for a couple of hours. I didn't even know if I would see you, but I decided to give you the benefit of the doubt.", using my words against me, nice... But not actually, though.

"Well? Are we going to get some food or not?" I took out my phone to text the driver to leave without me and that I would get home later.

"Sure, but you should know that I have my locations turned on my phone and that my parents can track me very easily.", I didn't mean it in a funny way, more like a 'don't try anything because you won't get away with it', and yet the bastard still laughed. He's a pretty bastard though.