Chase cried.
Charli had just brocken up with him.
He ripped his shirt off.
"Maybe I need to... switch things up a bit... IM BROCKEN NOW!" He yelled. Chase ran to the mall. He grabbed every peice of black clothing he could see. He ran out without paying.
He bought a bunch of black makeup too. And dyed his hair black. It was slicked over and floofy.
On his way out from Hairy Cuts with his fresh new look, he saw a man.
His hair was shortish and he had a beautiful korean accent.
"SARANGHAE JIMINIE OPAR!" He yelled at some cardboard cutout.
Chase was in love with the smile on his face whenever the man kissed the cutout.
Chase slowly approached the being.
"H-hello s-sir! Is th-that Ji-Jimin?! From B-B-B-B-BTS?!" Chase squealed.
"Yes it is! But he is mine mine mine!" The alien hissed back.
"Wha-ahTs yo-you-your n-name?" Chase digested with his toes a bit.
"Oli! Oli London! But my friends call me Jimin! I'm kind of famous!" Oli laughed and scratched the back of his head.
"Wa-wa-wanna be-be f-fr-frien-friends?!" Chase squealed.
"Yes but we are going to have to change up your style!" Oli smiled
