Dear diary,

You remember Sook...I mean of course you do... Well she kind of bump into me and I ended up spilling all the coffee on her sweater...

Great start right?

I am idiot what was I thinking?

Oh right...you weren't...that's the thing.

Anyway I ended up giving her my jacket to cover her...well her... you know what I mean right don't make me say it.

And I took her sweater to clean it up, it's so soft and I ruined it I just hope that the stain gets off from it already.

Also the big guy I told you about yeah...he is her brother...and I might or might not have already make him hate me after I ruined his gift, the sweater of his sister.

Who are we kidding, he hates me and I don't even know his name.

He is throwing me glares...

Today sucked.

And just when I thought it won't get worse it did.

I got caught staring at her ...by his brother.

I need to stop staring at her.

Jimin smiled softly, the raindrops still drumming at the window making the condensation of water resulting in fog creeping all its way.

He flipped through the pages again letting his memory jog.

Flashback

Jimin looked around the hallway for the very familiar face bumped into him ...and that being said his lovely coffee decided to get splashed on a lovelier person who happens to be ... Sook. 

Jimin didn't knew how to reach to that or the fact that Sook was ... practically on top of him.

He could feel her hot breath creeping onto his pale skin, the soft curls brushing slightly against his cheek with the streaks of red decorating it although they were barely visible now.

Soft lips so close to his and didn't he thought that this was the best moment of his life, it was like God's gift to him.

The nude shade of her lipstick failing to hide her cherry lips mesmerising Jimin just to move up and capture them with his.

"I am so sorry, I am sorry," she said as she got up taking away her comforting warmth with herself.

"Ah I am fine don't worry," Jimin mumbled as he somehow managed to collect his shattered sef in front of the girl he crushed over.

Who was he kidding? His insides were in a hurricane and his heart was a mess beating faster that he was afraid he would die of it.

"I wasn't looking where I was going, I am sorry," she bowed and Jimin blushed.

"No no it's my fault too I wasn't watching where I was going and... I ruined your sweater," Jimin mumbled as he scratched the back of his head.

Sook's eyes widened as she looked down to her fluffy grey sweater now painted with a brown stain on the right side.

"Oh no no no no this is my brother's gift," she panicked and tried to save her sweater from stains but it looked like it wasn't planned like that.

Jimin's eyes widened at the creamy pale skin of her neck and chest getting exposed as she tried to brush away the liquid from the woven threads of the sweater which was most definitely going unsuccessful but it was getting hard for the person in front of her who was totally dazed staring at her figure.

He looked away and took off his jacket only to be hit by the skin crawling cold.

Without thinking much he draped the Cashmere jacket on her shoulders wrapping it around her torso making her breath hitched with the unexpected action.

"Your ...your sweater was becoming ...," Jimin cleared throat trying to look anywhere but her as his cheeks was injected with red warm liquid and his mind trying to think of anything tragic so he would not ...look ...geez this is embarassing he thought.

Sook looked at the white creamy top of her exposed as the dark patch becomes more prominent.

Soft warmth started to creep its way from her neck to her cheeks.

She buried her face into Jimin's coat making him gulp.

It was funny how much this girl affected him one swipe of one golden strike on his blank canvas of heart and somehow it's dripping color covering it golden all over and before he knew it she was already painting him with various strokes.

Her smile was red, her love was golden, her mischief was yellow, her innocence was white and by the end she had created a masterpiece unknown to her own self.

She was unaware of how much she has affected his life, his cold heart was warning up slowing for her.

Only for her.

"Thank you ...," She mumbled and he bloomed a smile even more beautiful than a flower.

"Jimin," he held his hand out for her which she shyly took in her own.

"Sook," her voice was music to his ears that he can hear all day, all night.

It was start of a beautiful friendship.

People say that along the road you meet people and some leave while some stay but Jimin believed it's all about how much you are ready to sacrifice for the people you love and them doing the same.

Isn't that love?

Hehe. Hehe.

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