A Beautiful Lie || Jikook

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**Jimin's POV**

"So what did you say!?" I couldn't help the excitement I felt for my friend, the situation was overwhelming.

"Um... well... nothing actually." His emotions shine through despite how hard he tried to contain himself.

"Nothing? How!"

"Well, I was about to speak but the nurse came in with my dinner, ruining the moment... and then I talked about something else..." Bewilderment flashes my face as I sit starstruck.

"How could you let that moment pass? He wants to marry you! Oh my god, you're gonna get married and buy a house, have kids-"

"Hey! He didn't ask and I didn't say yes... It just got brought up okay?"

I nod, looking at my hands. "But you would have said yes right??? Cause you two are so cute together!"

His blank face slowly burst into a wide smile. "Of course I would have said yes! Who do you think I am? We are gonna get the biggest blue house and the cutest little babies to raise named Jiyoung and-"

"Woah woah woah. Calm down Taehyung." A giggle escapes my mouth from how much thought he put into it.

"Shut up." Embarrassed, he plays a random movie on Netflix and throws the blanket over us. "Just focus on Jughead."

"Honey!" Mom shouts, disrupting me from looking at my Twitter feed. "Come downstairs quick!"

I groan, pulling myself out from under my bedsheets. "Coming!" After crawling downstairs, I meet her at the living room computer.

"Jimin. Brace yourself." She stood up, covering the computer, a grin threatening to shine through.

"What is it?" Now I was curious.

"I want you to know that at your performance I brought a camera, which I always do because I'm your mother and I love and care about you-"

"Get to the point mom."

"I recorded you and posted? it on YouTube and now it has 42+K views!" She jumps in excitement while my jaw drops in surprise. "A lot of people liked it Jimin! You're famous!"

"What?" My body slowly defrosts, emotions and thoughts running through my head. "What! What? Mom! I- wow!" She hugs me, twirling me around.

In our embrace she soothes my back, gripping tightly. "Now everyone knows how talented you are my baby." Tears unknowingly escape, my body shaking.

"Thanks mom, so much." She sniffles, pulling me away.

"One more thing." She looks around the desk, finding an envelope. "This came for you." She hands it to me, my name and address written in pen on the front.

"Thanks mom! I'll go read it upstairs!" With that, I run up to my room, envelope in hand.

My lip almost bled from how hard I was biting it.

~Madam Jae~

Could I read it? What did she want to say? My fingers trembled over the glued paper. Now or never I guess... The rip resonated through the empty room, the small, pale brown rectangle floating to my carpet.

Dear Jimin,

I am deeply sorry about how I have treated you these past weeks as well as everytime I offended you without knowing. Embarrassed as I am, I still would like to show face and continue to help you on your journey to become a professional dancer. I believe you are extremely talented and able to go far in life so I have a plan. I talked with your new principal and arranged an internship wherein we could meet and train everyday after school. I hope you find it in your heart to forgive me as well as contemplate my offer.

                      Forever your teacher,

Madam Jae Yun Mi

A tear drop stained the edge of the letter. She's sorry... She's really... My eyes well up thinking about how the woman, the teacher I have admired since childhood wants to help me. She wants to make me better. I-

Ring. Ring.

My phone interrupted my thoughts, an unknown number lighting up my screen. Hesitantly, I answer. "Hello?"

"Hi, yes is this Park Jimin?"

"Yes? Who is this?"

"My name is Sejin and I watched your video and loved it. I was hoping we could set up a meeting to talk about a future here at BigHit Entertainment. When are you free?"

It wasn't until then I realized how drastically my life would change.

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