"how do you tell a piece of art, that is admired by all, that you've never been hugged?" [Completed] WON A "BEST K-POP SHORT STORY" AWARD

In which a girl who accidentally happen to see a spirit wandering around the park at midnight, precisely at 12 o'clock. Warning: Lots of cursing and sexual contents, there are no smuts, but there are gonna have some sexual hints and mature conversations.

"Still in denial?" You asked softly. "About what?" "Missing her," you piped quietly, heart knotting as you spoke. He sighed, his face almost buried into the book before him. "It's okay that you do..." He eyed you carefully, "What are you? My tutor or my shrink?" You licked your lips a bit, the pencil in your hand lamely moving between the hold of your soft fingertips. "Whatever you need," you whispered out. - Having a genuine friend is something Park Jimin never had. People would pretend to care for him in attempts to get closer to him. When finding comfort in the only girl that sees him nothing other than the boy she tutors, he results in finding ways to cope with your help when suffering through his heart wrenching and confusing breakup. What he doesn't realize is that although you didn't feel for him in the beginning, constant time spent with the quiet and shy boy in your class makes you want to be more than just his friend. While, in his eyes throughout all of it, you're nothing but his tutor girl... - MATURE CONTENT AT POINTS SO JUST BE PREPARED IF YOU'RE READING. -

Aoi has it all. Superficial yet observant, smart yet borderline clueless, straightforward yet indenial, tough yet easily swayed. She's rude and despicable. Yet buried deep inside her carefully molded facade lies the soft heart of a naive female teenager. Who knew that the first one to penetrate through it happens to be Park Jimin, the orange-haired boy who ignites fire deep within her seemingly devoid soul. Highest Ranking: #1 in Fanfiction on 17/1/17 completed.