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jimin pov

i finish the first week of school and arrive home. things have been a bit easier since i've been talking to...him.

i take my phone out immediately from my pocket and lie on my bed, enthusiastic about texting him.

i just have bursts of happiness inside whenever i text him. he doesn't really judge me, and he takes me for who i am. i don't have to pretend or hide anything from him because he listens to what i have to say and knows so much about me. he's very understanding and i just enjoy talking to this person so much. 

he makes me happy.

but the problem is i still have no idea who he is. although i know his personality, i just wish i knew his name, his appearance, his identity. instead, i have to piece tiny bits of his personality together from the way he texts like a puzzle.

ding.

i open the text and my smile fades away. my expression turns into a serious, confused one right away.

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(287) 888-8888

forget about me

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what?

a/n

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