soju- pjm.

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we both finally settled down , or atleast she did .

she sat in front of me whilst sipping on her strawberry milk using her straw .

her eyes never met mine , she looked at everywhere but mine's .

a sound suddenly erupted from her drink as she sipped the last bit of her milk and sheepishly placed the carton down the table .

" so ... jimin , how do you know my name? " she started to ask and finally locked her eyes with mine .

opening my mouth to answer but she yet again asked another question

" wait how did you even know where i live? " 

" i- "

" are you perhaps a stalker? " she raised her eyebrows at me , her body leaned towards me and her face a few meters away from mine .

i placed my finger onto her lips to prevent her from asking further more questions .

" im not a stalker , i just happen to know you really well " i calmly stated

" and believe it or not im dead "