*skip to midday*
"I'm going on my break, cya's in an hour!" I waved goodbye to my friends.
I walked through the streets trying to decide where to eat. As I was walking, I saw a small gathering of girls squealing. I couldn't seen the what the fuss was about so I tried looking over their heads. Someone knocked me over, holy crap where all these other girls come from, first there was 20 now there's like 100! I was getting trampled by all the girls, when a hand grabbed my wrist and ,pulled me up and ran away from the crowd. When we were a fair distance from the large group of girls. I turned to see a guy with a black mask on with black sunglasses on.
"You okay?" He asked, trying to catch his breath.
"Yes I'm fine thank you, umm why were there so many people gathering there?" Im trying to get my breath back.
"Uhh.... I don't know." He seemed unsure with his answer.
I looked at my watch and realised I only had 5 minutes to get back to work.
"Umm got to go and thanks again."
I started to walk away when he grabbed my wrist.
"Do you want a lift?" He pointed at his car sitting across the road.
"Uhmm, I don't ride with strangers." I said.
"I did just help so..."
"Fine...I guess but I have to hurry." I said.
I got into his car and I told him to go to the **** cafe. We got there just in time for my next shift. I bowed and thanked him for the ride.
"Anytime!" He said brightly. He smiled, I think, I still couldn't get a good look at his face because he still had his mask and sunnys on.
I walked away going into the cafe starting my shift.
*skip to end of day* I said goodbye to my friends who went home, I went out to have dinner, trying to avoid going home as much as I could. I felt my phone vibrate, I looked at my phone to see who it was from.
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