*Please read the edited version of this story by the same name* It was meant to be a privilege to become a Concubine of the Korean Emperor, Min Yoongi. His charming demeanor and well respected nature made him a favorite throughout Korea. But truthfully, I couldn't care less. Oddly enough, I was a doppelganger to Queen Min, Min Yoongi's ruthless wife. Just trying to survive might not be enough in this hell hole.

"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. -