Mr Arrogant

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*Jimin looks at her, his expression softening slightly as he sees her in tears. He can't help but feel a pang of sympathy, realizing that she is truly struggling and scared.*

*Miya continues, her voice choking with emotion. "If those photos get released, I can't... I can't show my face to anybody again..."*

*Miya continues, her voice filled with a mixture of desperation and vulnerability. "I didn't tell my mom I'm here. I ran away. I had nowhere else to go..."*

*Jimin's face softens even more as he listens to Miya's confession. He realizes that she is in a very difficult and desperate situation, and her decision to run away and come here makes sense.*

*Miya pleads with him, still looking tearful and distraught. "Please, please don't tell anybody... I'm sorry for what happened at the airport, but please don't hold a grudge..."*

*Jimin looks at her with a soft expression, her vulnerable state melting his cold exterior. He can't help but feel a pang of sympathy for her situation, and her remorse over their altercation at the airport.*

*Miya continues, her voice filled with remorse. "I'm sorry for reacting that way. I was so stressed, and I didn't mean to take it out on you."*

*Jimin's expression softens even more as she apologizes. He nods, silently acknowledging her apology.*

*Miya looks at Jimin pleadingly, her eyes still watery from her earlier tears. She repeats once again, her voice filled with desperation and fear, "Please don't tell RM oppa. Please..."*

*Jimin listens to her plea, his expression now a mix of understanding and resignation. He sighs, clearly conflicted about the situation. He looks at her for a moment, then finally responds,* "Okay. I won't tell RM oppa."

*Miya's expression turns worried again as she realizes the task of gathering such a large sum of money. She looks at Jimin, clearly troubled. "But... how am I supposed to get that much money?"*

*Jimin frowns, also realizing the enormity of the problem. He crosses his arms and contemplates, trying to come up with a solution.

*Jimin makes a surprising offer, his voice firm but determined. "I'll give you the money."*

*Miya's eyes widen in shock, her mouth dropping open in surprise. She wasn't expecting Jimin to offer such a solution. Her voice trembles slightly as she responds, "You... you will?"*

*Jimin nods, his gaze is fixed on her. "Yes, I will."*

*Miya looks at him quizzically, utterly perplexed by his offer. She questions him, her voice filled with surprise and a hint of suspicion.* "But... why would you give me money, when you clearly don't like me?"

*Jimin looks at her for a moment, his expression serious. He responds firmly, "I may not like your attitude, but I'm not going to stand by and do nothing while you're being blackmailed."*

*Miya's expression softens slightly as she processes his words. She can tell he's sincere, despite his initial dislike for her. She says softly, "But... why are you being so nice to me?"*

*Jimin looks at her, his expression softening as well. He responds honestly, "Because I realize that you're in trouble. And even though I don't like you, I'm not heartless enough to watch you suffer."*

*Miya looks at him, her eyes still teary but now slightly hopeful. "But you're giving me a lot of money. That's a big sacrifice..."*

*Jimin nods, a determined expression on his face. "Yes, it's a lot of money. But I'm willing to do it, because I can't stand to see someone being blackmailed and exploited."*

*Without warning Miya hugs him tightly, her body pressed against his. She buries her face into his shoulder and chokes out, her voice filled with gratitude, "Thank you, Jimin. Thank you so much."*

*Jimin is taken aback by the unexpected hug, but after a moment he hugs her back, his arms wrapping around her. He can feel her body shaking slightly as she holds onto him tightly. In a softer voice, he says, "You're welcome."*

*He pats her back gently a few times, trying to comfort her. His stern mask has completely dropped, and he looks almost tender as he holds her, still a little shocked by the sudden show of emotion.*

*Suga walks around the corner and sees the scene unfolding. His eyes widen as he sees Jimin and Miya embracing each other. He stands there, stunned for a moment, not expecting to witness such a sight.*

*Suga coughs loudly, trying to get their attention. The sound startles Jimin and Miya, and they quickly pull away from each other, turning to see Suga standing there.*

*Suga cocks an eyebrow at them, his expression one of mild curiosity. His eyes flicker between Jimin and Miya, noticing their close proximity and the fact that Jimin's arms were just wrapped around her.*

*Jimin quickly steps away from Miya, averting his gaze and trying not to look suspicious. He clears his throat, a hint of embarrassment on his face.*

*Suga turns to Jimin, his voice laced with curiosity. "What was that all about?" He gestures between Jimin and Miya, his eyes lingering on Jimin's sheepish expression.*

*Miya quickly chimes in, her voice a bit shaky as she tries to explain, "I just... I lost my balance and fell. That's all."*

*Suga looks at her for a moment, then back at Jimin, his eyes narrowing skeptically. His expression suggests he doesn't quite believe her explanation, but he lets it go for the moment.*

*Miya quickly excuses herself, wanting to escape the awkwardness of the situation. She says quickly, "Okay, oppa, I'm going downstairs now."*

*Suga nods silently, still eyeing Jimin with a suspicious gaze. Miya dashes down the stairs, feeling relieved to get away from the tension.*

*Suga turns his attention back to Jimin, his expression now even more skeptical. He crosses his arms and asks bluntly,* "Alright, spill. What were you two really doing?"

*Jimin looks at Suga, trying to keep his cool. He answers in a serious tone, trying to sound believable.* "Seriously, nothing. She'll tell you the same thing."

*Jimin walks down the stairs and heads into the dining room. He sits down at the table, trying to act casual despite the fact that his heart is still beating fast after his encounter with Miya.*