𝖳 𝗁 𝖾 𝖪 𝗂 𝗌 𝗌 𝗂 𝗇 𝗀 𝖦 𝖺 𝗆 𝖾 シ︎ 𝗀𝗈𝗍𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗍𝖺𝗇
𝖠 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗎𝗉 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾.
You look up at the scoreboard with fury in your eyes. Second place, again. Chest heaving and hands balled into fists, you look over to your left and grit your teeth. Jimin smirks at you with his perfect white teeth, hatred boiling in your blood the minute your eyes land on him, his voice smooth as silk when he speaks...