"Jimin I am way too ugly to have a boyfriend." I laughed. He grabbed onto my wrist really hard. "Ow... J-Jimin. You're hurting me." His eyebrows rose as he roughly let it go. "Sorry... I just... Don't want to ever joke about yourself like that. You mean so much to me.." I stared at him, confused. "Why, Jimin?" I asked. "Because you are my best friend." he responded. Right... The only thing I am to is a friend... That is all...

the text messages between a girl who doesn't care for labels and a boy who is labeled worldwide as the hottest male alive and it all started from a simple wrong number situation READ AT YOUR OWN RISK LOL