A/N: This One-Shot is a request by my_untold_lie.  I am so so so sorry this took so long! I had a really bad case of writer's block, but I came through. I hope you really enjoy it, I I put my all into it. 

Call Center

As you walked down the hallway you were excitedly chatting with your closest friend, Hana. You were talking about a new TV show that came out the night before.

"What about when he kissed her?" Hana squealed loudly "I was so shocked I hadn't expected it to happen so soon."

"Yeah, but I think something bad is going to happen and it's going to put a stop to their relationship. I mean, did you see how Maria reacted to the kiss?" I said to Hana.

"Oh, you are probably right y/n, I just hope it's not too soon," she pouted.

As you kept talking a body crashed into your shoulder very roughly.

"Ow," you winced as you rubbed your shoulder.

"Watch where you're going!" A voice exclaimed in irritation.

Looking up you saw Park Jimin. He was a classmate who hated you for no apparent reason.

"I was literally standing here, you bumped into me," you cried out exasperated.

"Whatever, let's go guys," Jimin told his friends and just like that he left.

It was nothing new. It was a common occurrence for him to bother you in some way. Sometimes it's the mean comments and other times it's the pranks.

"Why does he hate you so much?" Hana asked from her place beside you.

"I have no idea. At the beginning of college, we were friends, but then he started hating me out of nowhere," you explained thinking back to when college started, "oh well" you shrugged.

"Doesn't it bother you?" She asked once again.

"It used to, yet every time I tried talking to him, he would just ignore me, so I gave up," you told her.

"That's rude," Hana muttered a frown forming on her face.

"Yeah, well, I have to go to work. See you tomorrow?" you asked as you got closer to the exit.

"Yeah, bye," Hana waved as you went your separate ways.

As you left the building you saw Jimin again. You couldn't deny he was very handsome, especially when you saw him laughing along with his friends just like he is now. It made you remember how back when you were friends you started to develop a crush on him, and it was all because of that smile and laugh. You never made a move seeing as he never gave you a sign that he liked you, so you moved on. Eventually, you started dating your first boyfriend. It was a good relationship and it lasted around a year. You broke up since you both realized you didn't have a deep feeling for each other. So, it ended amicably, but by then Jimin was not your friend anymore.

Being so deep in your thoughts you hadn't realized you were almost at your job. Going into the office you sat in your cubicle and put on your headset ready to start receiving calls.

"Hello, this is Seoul's call center. How may I help you?" you asked in a polite tone. At this point, what you said and how you said it was automatic. 

You stayed there for many hours on end receiving calls left and right trying to help as many people as possible. Towards the end of your shift, you received an interesting call.

"Hello, this is y/n from Seoul's call center, how may I help you today?"

"Hi, I'm looking for some plumbing service," the voice asked shyly.

It was a very sweet voice that seemed familiar, yet you couldn't quite place from where.

"Of course, is it for anything in specific?" you asked once again trying to find the best person for the job.

"It's my sink. No matter what I do, it keeps leaking," he explained with frustration in his voice.

"Oh, that must be horrible!" you exclaimed, "I think I know who might help you."

"Great, I'm tired of having to replace buckets during the night," he chuckled into the phone.

"Would you like to call the contact yourself to arrange the meeting or do you want us to set it up?" you questioned with a smile. His voice was so nice.

"Oh-uh- I'll set it myself, thank you," he said nervously for some reason.

"It's no problem I'm just doing my job," you told him kindly.

After giving him the contact, you bid your farewells and hung up. There were always some voices that stuck with you and he was one of them. It sounded so nice and melodic.

The next day you went into work again and started receiving calls. During the middle of the shift, you received a call from the same guy as yesterday.

"Hi, I called yesterday with the sink problem?" he told me uneasily.

"Hello, yes, I remember. Was everything alright?" you asked worriedly hoping he didn't give back any negative feedback since it could give you problems with your manager. 

"Yes, it was perfect. I just wanted to thank you and all that." He responded abashedly.

Letting out a relieved sigh you said, "It was no problem I was just doing my job."

"So-um- yeah..." he trailed off not knowing what to say next.

"Well, if that is all- "you started saying, although you got cut off.

"No, wait, I did want to thank you, but I also wanted to um talk to you?" he said unsure.

"Talk to me? About what?" you were curious about what he wanted to talk about because what else was there to it?

"I know you from college, but I've never had the guts to talk to you in person," he explained quietly. 

"Oh, you had me worried there for a second," you giggled. 

Nothing like this had ever happened to you before and it was interesting if you're being honest. This situation could explain why the voice is so familiar. Maybe you've heard him speak during a presentation.

"I'm just very shy and you're almost always with your friends," he started saying, "not that it's a problem," he then stuttered.

"How about this? What if I give you my number and you can call me, and we can talk at least till you're more comfortable to meet me?" you proposed a smile forming on your lips. Were you being stupid? Maybe, for, all, you know this person was a stalker or a catfish, yet the voice kept drawing you in.

"Really? Wow, that would be amazing," he said happily.

"Great my number is xxx-xxx-xxxx,"

"Thanks again and I hope it didn't come off as creepy," he said.

"Well, only a little bit, but that's okay, it's cute," you teased him a bit.

"Talk to you later?" he asked.

"Sure, just call me"

It was exciting, it was almost as if having a secret admirer. It's been a while since you've talked to a guy or went on a date. You're excited to get back in the game who knows if a boyfriend or future husband comes out of it. Giggling to yourself, you kept working with more energy as you excitedly waited for the call.

Once you were home, you took a shower and got ready for bed. Afterward, you sat on your bed watching some random show, yet your eyes couldn't stay on the screen. Every so often they would wander to your phone waiting for the anticipated call. Each time it lit up you scrambled to pick it up, but each time you ended up disappointed seeing it was either an app notification or a message from your other friends. It wasn't until you were almost asleep that the phone rang.

As soon as it started ringing you felt wide awake again and went to grab the phone. Seeing it was an unknown number you waited a few more seconds till you picked up.

"Hello?" you said as you answered the phone.

"Hi y/n," the voice greeted.

"Hi! How was your day?" you asked, trying to start a conversation.

From then on you spoke on the phone every day with him. It became a routine and it gave you something to look forward to. You got to know the mystery guy very well. He was a dance major and was from Busan. It reminded you about your past friend, but you didn't pay it no mind. You could spend hours talking to him, it was that easy. He made you smile, laugh, and blush. He made your days ten times better just by listening to him talk.

A month had passed, and it might sound unbelievable, but you felt as if you'd fallen in love with mystery guy. From the things you talked about he seemed like the perfect guy for you. The thing is you still didn't know what his name was or how he looked like. At college, you always tried to keep a lookout, yet there was no way of knowing. If only you knew someone from the dance major that could help you, but the only person you knew was Jimin and we all know how this story goes. Talking about Jimin you've noticed he hasn't bothered you much these past couple of weeks. If anything he'd send you a glare, but nothing else. It was weird you were so used to his teasing that you kind of missed it.

Shaking those thoughts away you set a mission for yourself. Today once mystery guy called you, you were going to ask him to finally meet you. He couldn't be so shy as to say no. You've practically made it obvious you liked him.

A few hours later you finally received the call and with no hesitation, you answered immediately.

"Hiii," you said, smiling to yourself.

"Heeey y/n," he said giggling.

"So, I was wondering..." you started saying.

"Hm?" he hummed as he waited for your question.

"What if we meet up this week?" you blurted out quickly. Through the speaker, you could hear as he took an intake of breath.

"M-m-eet up?" he stuttered.

"Yeah, I mean we've talked for a month now and you saw how nice I am," you explained trying to convince him.

"Well, okay, sure," he said in a low tone dubiously.

"What about tomorrow at the school's fountain at 5?" you proposed excitedly not noticing his doubtfulness.

"Yeah, alright, I can do that," he agreed.

"Great see you tomorrow," you declared hanging up the phone.

Meanwhile, in his apartment, mystery guy lowered the phone from his ear slowly. He let out a shuddered breath, hoping that tomorrow would go well. He hoped you would accept him and would forget about the things he's done that he is not proud of. He couldn't run anymore. It was time he faced the feelings he had.

You couldn't believe you were finally going to meet him. Once the call ended you started jumping on the bed. Realizing you had little time you quickly started putting an outfit together for tomorrow. In reality, you didn't know what to expect for tomorrow, but wanted to look good for it. You could end up with a date, a boyfriend, or who knows maybe just a friend. Hopefully, it would be one of the first two.

You couldn't explain it because you haven't met him, yet thinking about him made you blush. For being a shy guy, he was a pretty flirty guy always surprising you in the most unexpected times. He listened to you, gave you advice, comforted you on the hard days. Mystery boy made your heart race just by thinking about him. You couldn't see a reason as to why you would reject him.

The next day you woke up with a smile on your face. You took your time getting ready seeing as your first class was at noon and after classes, you wouldn't have time to go to your apartment change and come back to the fountain. With one last look at the mirror making sure you looked good, you walked out of your apartment ready for the day to come.

Throughout your classes, you couldn't sit still and your knee kept bouncing. Hana gave you a weird look and it wasn't long until she asked about your strange behavior.

"What's got you so fidgety?" Hana asked curiously as she gave you a side glance.

"I'm finally going to meet mystery guy?!" You whisper, shouted.

"Really?!" she whispered back, giving you a shocked look.

"Yeah, today by the fountain,"

"Good luck, I hope he's as amazing as he is on the phone," she finally said, her attention going back to the lecture.

Little did you know that a row behind you sat mystery guy and he had listened to your not so silent conversation. He was happy to know you were excited to meet him, but then negative thoughts started to plague his mind. 'What if you are not what she expects?' 'How will she take it when she realizes it was you all this time?' Shaking his head, he focused on the class trying to avoid those thoughts. It was the time you finally knew the truth.

At five on the dot, you sat on a bench around the fountain. You observed how the lights changed color, making it look even more beautiful. You could sit there hours on end stuck in your head, yet at the moment you were too aware of your surroundings. Your eyes roamed the area around you waiting for that person to approach you. Many times, you were deceived as a man walked closer, but each time they were greeted by friends or lovers that were not you. Around twenty minutes after five you closed your eyes and let out a sigh. Maybe he wasn't ready to meet you. You didn't understand how a person could be so shy that even after a month of talking they are not ready to see you. Perhaps he didn't like you as much as you thought and all that flirting was for fun.

Still, you decided to wait a few more minutes if by 5:30 he was not here you would leave. Looking around you saw a man approaching you since it was getting dark you couldn't tell who it was. As he got closer your eyebrows furrowed at the person that approached you.

"Hey," he said as he smiled at you.

"What do you want Jimin?" you asked him, your eyes still roaming the area.

"I was supposed to meet someone here,"

"Welcome to the club," you spoke bitterly as you looked at the time with a sigh you stood up.

"Wait, where are you going?" he said alarmed.

"I'm leaving," you exclaimed, "I got stood up," you whispered that last part.

"How are you so sure?" he asked quietly.

"Well, he is not here, is he?" you stated loudly.

"I would say he is," he told you decidedly.

"What? Where?" you asked, confused seeing nobody else around you two.

"He is standing right in front of you," he revealed as he looked to the ground.

"Are you saying that you're the guy I've been talking to?" you questioned in disbelief.

"Yes," he answers timidly.

"I don't understand you've been bullying me for the past two years and now you tell me that you like me, why?" you yell overwhelmed by the information being revealed.

"I was an idiot," he began saying, "When you started dating Younjin I was jealous. I liked you so much I couldn't handle it so I distanced myself, but you always reached out," as he kept talking his tone became louder until he was practically shouting.

"I was an idiot that didn't know how to handle my feelings, so I pushed you out, and to keep you out the only way I thought to do it was by messing with you and it worked," he admitted his eyes never leaving yours. You stood there surprised, letting him explain himself.

"Sadly, those feelings never went away and even if I tried to fool myself I always knew deep down what I felt for you," he finished. While he talked his tone went down to the point where you had to strain your hearing to understand what he said.

"And what's that?" you asked, awaiting his answer. Your heart was beating a hundred miles per hour, but so was Jimin's. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time and now that it was finally here, he wanted to let it out.

"That I love you y/n... and I was the fool who pushed you away and then didn't know how to get you back. If I could go back in time and punch myself in the face to stop me from being so stupid and cowardly I would, but I can't," he mentioned with a small chuckle, yet it quickly went away as he said these last words.

"I just hope you can forgive me and my idiocy and give me a chance? If you don't want to, that is fine, and I'll understand. I just had to give it a shot."

He looked at you with sad eyes, waiting for your response. You stood staring at him for a good minute processing his words. You couldn't believe that the person who you had fallen for was also the person who had tormented you for the past two years. Then again, he was a good friend before it all and you had a crush on him long ago. Were you willing to give him a chance after all he did?

"I agree with you, you are an idiot," you spoke in a serious tone, "but I forgive you."

Jimin gave you a hopeful smile thinking you were giving him a chance, but first you had to make something clear.

"I am willing to give you a chance on one condition," you mysteriously said.

"Anything," he answered quickly, hope never leaving his eyes.

"We are going to take this slowly since I can't simply forget all that you did," you explained having made a decision.

"I understand," he agreed sadly, but the spark in his eyes never left nor did the slight curves of his lips.

"So, how about you take me on a date?" you asked with a smile.

"Definitely, where to?" He questioned offering his arm to you as you both walked away from the fountain.

"Surprise me, mystery guy," you replied, taking hold of his arm.

"You should have confessed back then," you then spoke.

"Why?" he simply asked.

"Because I had feelings for you too."

He turned to look at you in shock, but then he let out a chuckle as he shook his head.

That was the beginning of your relationship with Jimin or mystery guy. Maybe if either of you had the guts to say it sooner, you would have been dating for years now, yet neither did. Perhaps it wasn't the right time, who knows? What you did know was that from that moment on Jimin became his best self, after all, he had the best girl with him. While you worked at the call center, you'd received many calls, but your favorites had to be your mystery guys. When he'd call it was to say one simple thing... "I love you". 

A/N: If you guys enjoyed it, please let me know and make sure to vote and comment to show your support. 

Would you have given Jimin a chance? 

-I don't know if I would have. I would have been paranoid that it was a trick or something. 

See you guys later ;) 💜 x

-Nikki Marie