[Editing] • I'm not alone • KOOKMIN

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Jimin p.o.v

"'Kay.. What more do I need..?"

I mumbled to myself while packing my things. Already a few days passed since my mom and I lastly talked. About moving and stuff.

Tomorrow is the day of meeting my roommate! I'm quite excited. But I still can't imagine being away from home, where I was born and raised.

I quickly let that thought slide and started thinking about positive things.

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I visited a café since I craved for something warm. It's December.
Snow is covering the whole city, leaving a beautiful view for the eyes.

I entered the café and I felt the change of warmth softly touch my skin. It smelled like christmas.

I walked towards the counter and ordered a drink.

After I ordered, I scanned the café for a free place to sit. It was quite filled with customers so it wasn't easy to find a seat.

As I finally found a place, I waited till my drink got served.

It was a warm strawberry, chocolate milkshake. It was exactly what I needed.

As I almost finished the milkshake, I almost choked on the last few sips when my eyes met a familiar figure at the counter.

It was Jungkook, 'that rude boy'.

He looked upset when he saw how filled the place is. But when he saw me, our eyes met immiediatly.

I realized he was walking towards my table and I felt my hair sticking onto my forehead.

"Hey, you!"

I flinched as I heard his deep voice.

"U-Uh.. What?"

I asked, my voice trempling.

"It's full and there's no seat. I'll sit here."

He sat down before I could even say anything.

"Ah, yeah, sit down."

I don't know why I didn't refuse. He's being rude after all.

But as I mentioned before, there's something about him I don't want to refuse. Something hidden I definitely want to learn more about.

His drink was served after a while and mine was long finished. But I didn't want to go home just yet. I wanted to stay, ask him questions, get rid of my damn curiosity. But I was too scared. Not even one word would leave my mouth.

"Am I bothering you? Should I leave?"

Without thinking, I asked him and he looked confused. Of course.

"I wouldn't say you're bothering me but I won't keep you from leaving. Just leave if you want to. Why are you even asking me..."

His answer was understandable. His last words were mumbled quietly to himself. He's right, I had no reason to ask for permission.

I was just waiting for him to tell me to stay.

"W-What if I.. don't want to leave?"

I said stumbling on my words, and he looked down at his drink, ignoring what I said. He looked out of the window and his eyes widened. I tried to follow his gaze just to see boys laughing at us. Before I could even ask, he started,

"You should leave. I take it back, you're really bothering me with your ugly face."

My heart skipped a beat by his sudden words. It's not the first time I'm hearing them but I don't know why I feel like it hurts way more coming from his mouth.

I should avoid these feelings, avoid the fact I want to be with him.

He doesn't like me. But why do I like him?

I stood up and left in a hurry. I didn't want to be humiliated even more.

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