"I don't need or want your help back off." I hiss, while slapping his hands away. I turn to the mirrors in the dance studio. I gasp, when I feel his hands on my hips and the warmth of his chest on my back. I feel him shift lower behind me his head dipping so his breath is fanning my neck, goosebumps trail on my skin, my body immediately heating up at his touch, I release a shaky breath, hoping he doesn't feel my heart pounding out of my chest. "You're so stubborn." He whispers, his plump lips brushing my earlobe. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>><<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Jinae finds herself questioning her hate for her ballet rival and also greatest enemy Park Jimin he's always there proving he can be better than her at everything. Kim Jinae x Park Jimin {WARNING: DRUG ABUSE, MENTIONS OF SUICIDE, OVERDOSE, SMOKING, BULLYING, DEATH, SELF HARM, DEPRESSION, LANGUAGE, SPICY AND SUGGESTIVE CONTENT}
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