DIFFERENT || P.JM

[5]

I heard from the news that Jimin was caught walking on the public street at night. Too many fans run after him.

He was about to cross the street when a fan grabbed his arms harshly, although it hurted him, he saved that fan from almost getting hit by a car passing by.

Unlike me who's selfish, Jimin is selfless.

"I almost die." He laughed as he tell me the whole story. His eyes crinkled. Could he even see when he smile?

"What's so funny about dying?" I aksed.

He glanced at my expressionless face before dropping his gaze on his feet. "I just thought it would make you laugh. . . You never laugh."

"Why would I laugh at a stranger's joke?"

"You don't even know my name. . ." I look down. "Do you know my name? Huh Jimin!"

He heaved a loud sigh before looking into my eyes, "then would you tell me your name?"

"No."