Chapter 8
We are almost at Haeundae Beach.
We played Permission To Dance, that's Bts music.
We were making noise on our way to Haeundae Beach.
We are looking for a parking space because it is full.
The car in which V was riding approached my side.
I rolled down the window on the driver's seat.
They also rolled down the window.
I saw the handsome V while holding the steering wheel and wearing glasses.
Jin was in the front seat while V was in the driver's seat.
We were both fine with Jisoo in the front seat.
"Where are we going to park?" V asked while peeking through Jin's window.
"I don't know, It's full"
"We'll look for a parking space first" he said
"Stay there first and Jimin will come back to you" he said and I heard Jimin complaining in the back."Alright" I said.
Their car has left.
"Hey, they left, come on Jennie!" said Lisa.
"V said we will stay here, they're still looking for a parking space. V said that Jimin will just come back to us" I said.
"Omg Jimin!" said Rosè.
A few minutes passed and Jimin came to us.
I opened my window to hear what he had to say.
"Umm...Jennie, there is a vacancy there near the big tree, there's a lot of space" he said.
"Okay thank you, you just walk back?" I asked.
"It's like that" he said and touched his neck.
"Just ride with us" I said and he was surprised by that.
"It's okay" he said.
"Come on because the parking space is still a little far away, ride it. Rosè, open the door" I said because Rosè was the one near Jimin's side.
"O-Okay, here it is," Rosè answered, still confused.
Jimin entered when the door was open.
I rolled down the window and looked back at them.
Rosè was like a statue now, she was no longer moving and they were suddenly silent.
"Are you okay, Jimin?" I asked him.
"A-ahh Y-yes I'm fine here" he answered.
I started driving to the designated parking lot.
I saw V already outside the car and waiting for us.
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