Ghost stories

"Fuck off, Jimin!" I shout as I walk away from him. "(Y/N), wait!" He calls out and I kept on walking away. He then grabs my wrist and pulls me back to him and wraps his arms around me. I tried pulling away from him, but he was too strong. "I'm sorry..." He apologizes and I shove him away from me. "No, Jimin," I begin to say as tears threatened to break, "you aren't."