Beauty is good for the soul.

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Hana and Jimin didn't fall in love at first sight.

The first time they had come across each other was in Kim Taehyung's studio.

Hana hung around her friend quite often at that time. His studio had become her second home.

For days on end, both worked passionately to write the perfect song for Taehyung's new studio album. Scraps of paper decorated the floor. Messy lyrics floated in their heads.

The perfect song. It's so hard to write the perfect song. 

Hana, being a professional  songwriter and having written a million songs already, had yet to write a perfect song.

Nevertheless, both racked their heads to conjure up something.  And when the coffee dried was when they decided to call it a day.

"See you tomorrow, Tae."

As Hana began to exit, a couple of people entered the room. They bowed to each other and parted ways.

Taehyung glanced at his new guests and beamed brightly.

"Hey! What are you guys doing here?"

Jimin smiled back and said, "Jungkook kept whining about wanting to see you."

"I was not whining!" Jungkook exclaimed. The two men chuckled, finding pleasure in teasing the youngest.

Jimin plopped on the mini sofa, kicked his legs on the table and mindlessly asked, "By the way, who was the girl?"

"Oh, she's a friend. Helps me write my songs."

"A lot a people helping you with your comeback, huh?"

"Well, so are you. You're my backup dancer, Jimin."

Jimin exhaled heavily and closed his eyes out of fatigue, reminding himself to practice the new choreography.

" About that, ease up with choreo, will you? You're not trying to kill us, right?"

Taehyung snickered and clapped back, "You're a dancer. You take whatever you get."

Jimin rolled his eyes and put his arms around Jungkook. 

"By the way, what's the songwriter's name?"

"Lee Hana."

*****

The next morning, Hana walked towards her workplace with a carton of coffee cups to fill her day.

As she carefully focused on balancing the carton on her hands, a shoulder carelessly bumped into hers.

With widened and panicked eyes, Hana struggled to not drop what seemed like a hundred coffee cups. The stranger, also struck with shock, tried to help her.

"Oh, be careful!"

''You're telling me to be careful? You were the one who bumped into me!"

Once the chaos had settled down and Hana could breathe again, she looked up at the clumsy stranger to give him a piece of her mind. But as soon as her eyes met his, she calmed down. Her unspoken words dissolved into nothing.

Jimin instantly recognized her, but Hana remaining clueless, stared back at him.

He took a better look at her face and his lips unknowingly curved upwards. 

Her brown doe eyes, her rosy cheeks, her wavy hair, her pink lips parted in shock.

She looked cute. 

"Lee Hana, right? I'm Park Jimin."

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A/N:

I suck at writing beginnings. 

Btw Jimin, Tae, Jungkook are not in the same group. Tae is a solo artist and Jimin is only a dancer, who happens to be his best friend. You can call Jk a third wheel.

Thank you for reading<3