"If I'd have known he was going to be here, then I'd never have come. Stupid smug little sh-"
"You can't let him be that important to you. Are you gonna let him ruin your fun?"
"Apparently," BoMi pouted.
"He can tell you're irritated. You just have to let it go and he might get bored and leave you alone."
"That's great advice, but it's not that easy."
Jongin chuckled, scratching his neck in embarrassment. "Sorry."
"No, I'm sorry for making this awkward for you. You came here to have fun, right? Well, I won't ruin it. What do you want to do?" BoMi smiled brightly at Jongin.
Jimin scowled, staring at them. What makes the new boy so special that she looks at him like that? That smile used to be for Jimin.
"Actually, I thought we could see the different dances and maybe get inspiration for class." He seemed sheepish as he mentioned school.
BoMi smiled, nodding softly to him.
She tried to be as into it as Jongin was, excitedly running back and forth, watching the performers with bright eyes.
But her skin was crawling, and she turned her head to find Jimin looking the other way.
Thinks he's slick, but she knew better.
Didn't she?
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♡ Played ♡ - Park Jimin
Short StorySequel to ♡ Playboy ♡ ~ "So, the player got played." "Shut up." "Hell no. I've been waiting for this since the moment you exposed your true self." ~ "Leave me alone!" "No, not until you say it." "Park Jimin, yo...
