*fmv : jimin legs|yt

He came inside his studio type room, tiny paws already shuffling towards his direction to greet his owner. She jumped on his foot excitedly, not giving him room to walk. Mark smiled at her cuteness as he picked her up and ruffled her fur.

"I'm home, coco." He told the ball of fuzzy white fur, "Are you hungry?" She licked his hand and he chuckled, "Come on, I'll feed you."

Mark made his way to the kitchen, taking coco's food and pouring some on her bowl. He watched as she chowed happily on her food with her little tail wagging behind her.

The telephone was blinking so he went to check on the voicemails that has been piled up for days. Most of it were from stalker fans, he wondered how they got his personal home number.

"Guess I'll have to change the number again," he gave a sigh as the line went dead and the next message started. He was going to turn it off but then he heard the voice speaking;

Mark, darling, it's mom.
You should come home for your father's death anniversary this year,

Oh and I saw Venus the other day,

Mark straightened up at the mention of her name, his first love, Venus Yoo.

She is staying here now.
She's such a sweet girl, come home and catch up with her, hm?
You used to be together all the time.
I miss you so much.
Come home soon.

He placed the empty glass on the counter and picked up coco when she was finished eating. Mark lied down on the sofa, placing coco on his stomach as he called his mom on his phone.

It rang a few times and a few more until his call eventually went to voicemail. He thought about what he should do for a second, gripping his phone tightly in his hand.

"Mom? It's me, Mark. I'm going home."

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The next day, Mark was up early to attend a fan meet. A lot of people came. Of course. The number of people who came to see him was not a surprise to him anymore. He's famous and he knows that.

After the fan meet, he came back to the company with his manager. He threw his head back against the sofa as he put both of his feet up on the coffee table. Living a life of fame was beginning to burn him out. It was fun at first, being busy and having so many people love you but now it's just tedious.

"I wanna take a break." Mark told his manager who was at wits end, handling all his schedules.

"This brat." His manager was displeased but he sent him a grin, "Don't you give me that face right now. You can't take a break. Your concert is coming up in three days, aren't you even worried?"

"Nope." Mark replied as he stood up and got his things, "I think you misunderstood what I said, I wasn't asking permission. I am going to take a break and nobody is going to stop me." He winked at the poor overworked man that has been his manager for two years.

"Hey! Come back. You can't just leave after the concert. What about your commercial schedules and guestings?" The man called after him.

"Cancel my schedule after the concert. All of them." Mark waved his hand as he headed out the door, leaving his manager pulling on his hair.

He got in his car, locking the doors before pulling down the sun shade where he kept an old photo, "Maybe it's time I see you again."

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Jimin froze as Sydney's palm made contact against his cheek. I stood there, mouth hanging open, not knowing what to do. Sydney stormed angrily away and Jimin didn't stop her.

"Syd, wait!" I approached her but she was not in the condition to reply as she was trying hard not to cry in public.

"Please leave me alone for now." She said, hiding her face behind her hair. She turned her back to me and I could only watch as she hurriedly disappeared inside the school building.

"Park Jimin!" I stomped towards him, sending him a death glare. "What did you do to my best friend? She was crying for fuck's sake."

"I kissed her." Jimin said almost inaudibly, "I didn't know she would get so upset."

"You little shi-" I raised my hand to hit him but controlled myself. Sydney already gave him a pretty badass slap. Somehow, I feel sorry for him but he got it coming to him. I sighed and put my arm down, "That was her first kiss.."

Jimin stopped massaging the side of his face where he got hit and looked up hat me, "I'm her.. first kiss?" He looked as if he was in a daze, smiling by himself. "I should chase after her."

"No, you're not. You're staying right here." I grabbed him by his uniform, "Look, Sydney's a little sensitive. She might look tough but she's very soft hearted so if you're just flirting with her. Stop it right now. I am warning you. Nobody messed with my Syd."

"Listen, Vee, you might not believe me when I tell you this and it's kind of embarrassing but.. she's my first kiss, too." Jimin defended, and he was looking straight into my eyes which means he's not lying.

I've known Jimin for only three weeks and so far, I could tell that he's a really nice guy. A bit perverted sometimes but he'll pass as a decent person. He's also a class president so I guess he values responsibility. Although, he's the exact opposite of Sydney. She's only herself when she's with me but becomes a very timid person around others, like a sensitive flower that wilts away when touched.

"You're not lying?" I asked him, giving him a doubtful look. "Because, I swear, if you're just trying to get with her, I will find you."

"I'm not lying, okay?" Jimin said, and I let go of him. He smoothed out his wrinkled uniform, "First, you hit Jungkook with a baseball bat and now you just threatened me. Are you a gangster of some sort?"

"No, but I am willing to be one if you make her cry again." I answered with a smile. "Now come on, help me find her."

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Things here never did change.

Mark thought as he step out of his car and crossed the parking lot to enter the school building. He dressed comfortably for today; a grey hoodie and black pants. He carried a hat too and a pair of sunglasses but didn't wear them inside the school since the hallway was deserted, as expected. All the students are in class.

He pulled the hoodie over his head as he wandered along the hallway, on his way to the faculty room. Mark was climbing up the first flight of stairs when she saw her run past him, always so careless. Mark was preoccupied by her, his eyes chasing after her that he just froze there. A guy bumped into him and the first thing he fixed his eyes on was the guy's pastel colored hair.

The guy turned to face him, Mark looked up and forgot to cover his face, "Sorry- wait aren't you that singer? What's his name.. Mac? Maku? Mark! You're Mark Tuan!""

"I don't know what you're talking about." Mark said as he turned his back and pulled his hoodie further over his face. "I'm not that person."

"Jimin! Hurry up." She said. Mark could never have imagined he would see her so soon and so unprepared. "Who're you talking to anyway?"

"It's Mar-"

"Excuse me. I have somewhere to be." Mark hurriedly got himself out of there. He nearly got found out but he was happy about it because he saw her face and heard her voice.

"Venus Yoo." Mark recited his name, it brought back good memories which made him smile unexpectedly, "It was nice seeing you again."