Almost desperate to lose your virginity, you ask a stranger out; the office nerd, Park Jimin. Well, that's what you assumed seeing the thick frame covering those eyes that never left the screen or the hands that never left the keyboard. He seemed to be the perfect man that you could manipulate; innocent and dumb. Seei...
Being locked alone in the classroom everyday with the fuckboy wouldn't be THAT bad, right? Or would it? ❝Do you like my leather pants so much that you'd think they look better if they weren't there?❞ ❝What if I do?❞ || smut || dirty talk || humour || references || fluff || angst « lowercase intended » cover cr; me...
❝𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧, 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐨. 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞.❞ ❦ "What are you doing in my fridge?" I immediately grabbed my knife strapped to my thigh and pointed it at the person behind me's throat. "Seriously?" I whispered. He wasn't even fazed by the fact that I could've easily slit his throat. He just stood there...
Park Jimin... A handsome guy... 19 years old... a heartthrob... every single girl in the college drool over him... he's a player, handsome, flirty and much more... Choi Y/n... a simple yet beautiful girl... kind of a nerd... but boys likes her so much in the college... she's innocent, sweet, kind... So... Jimin and Y...