❝i knew it when i met him, i loved him when i left him.❞
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I could feel yoongi's gaze boring into my side, making me self-conscious. i turned to look at him, a questioning look on my face.
"don't you think your love for strawberry ice cream is bordering on addiction?" he asked quietly. "i'll answer that when you stop drinking coffee every three hours."
we were sitting on a park bench after school. he'd insisted on walking me home and i decided to stop by a store to buy some ice cream.
"touché." he chimed, tossing his now empty coffee cup into the trash with impressive precision.
"nice shot." i remarked as he turned back to me. "thanks, i used to be on my high school's basketball team."
my brows shot up in surprise. "really?" i asked, staring at him. he grinned as he side glanced at me. "is it that hard to believe?"
i shook my head. "somehow i can picture you as someone who's capable of anything." i took another bite of my popsicle.
"you make me sound like superman." he remarked softly. i shrugged my shoulders as i finished off my ice cream. "you might be. i wouldn't know."
