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before i knew it, i was drunking crying at the han river park at midnight.

"jimin-ahh!!"

i wailed.

"why couldn't you have been mine?"

i continued to sob. i need to take my heartbreak on someone.

i drunkingly press a random number on my phone.

i had no idea who it was, as long as it wasn't jimin.

little did i know.

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