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I, Park Jimin, is a confirmed coward.
After getting your number yesterday, I haven't text you. Not even once. Maybe I spent too much of my courage asking your number that there's no guts left for me to text you.
Originally, I was planning to send "Goodnight." after I did my artwork. But it felt like dry, so I changed it into "Goodnight;)". But then I remembered you were older, so I changed it into "Goodnight noona:)". But then I thought you would get mad, so...
I gave up.
"Earth to Jimin!"
Taehyung shouted as he waved his hands infront of me.
"Finally. What's wrong dude?"
Hoseok asked worriedly.
"Ah, sorry. It was--"
Before I could even finish, murmurs filled the cafeteria upon the arrival of Red Velvet. Almost all the students including mine and the group that I belong to, BTS, had eyes on them.
"Ah, Joohyun is still beautiful as ever."
Taehyung whispered.
"Look at Yeri, so cute."
Jungkook said.
"Actually, all of them are fabulous."

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✏ My Muse | seulmin
Fanfiction✒ a young fustrated artist meets his self-claimed muse. ✒ ✔Images are not mine. Credits to the owner. ✒