ㅤㅤThere's too many revelations that I can't properly process in my head.

First, Jimin was able to see me the whole time but acted like he didn't. Second, Seokjin who joked that he was a grim reaper and he really is.

Why is the world testing me? Dude, I already died and there's still plot twists happening in my life! I half-consciously walked back into the university and find myself entering Jimin's room.

Ah. I went from Jimin to Seokjin and back to Jimin once again. Damn, I have no other place to go.

The students are chatting with one another as they wait for their professor to come while Jimin, on the other hand, was staring into the window not far away. I heaved a sigh before I walked closer to him. "Hi, Park Jimin."

He didn't answer and just pretend that he doesn't see me like he always does.

"Please answer me, I want to talk to you." I pleaded. "I won't shout this time, wait, I'm not going to promise but I'll try. Just please. Why did you pretend not to see me?"

He softly reached for his pocket and grabbed his phone, putting it into his ear as he let out these words, "I don't want to talk to you."

"Pretty please?" I showed him my aegyo.

Talk to me or suffer, you decide.

Jimin bit his lip.

I moved the chair in front of him so I can face him. I took a seat and placed my hands on my cheeks as I pouted. "How can you resist my cuteness?"

"Go away and don't talk to me." He avoided my gaze.

"Why aren't you looking at me?"

"I have vision problems." 

"Oh come on!"

I was about to continue to argue with him when someone entered the scene. "Did I hear it right man? You have vision problems?"

"Yeah," Jimin answered casually, putting down his phone before looking at the person who asked him. "Huh? Hoseok?"

"The one and only handsome Hobi! What's up my bro?" 

"Why are you sitting here?" He asked as he checks his surrounding. "You were seated in the back right?"

"I want to get closer to you," Hoseok winked at him. "Oh? B-blushing? You're blushing! Why are you being flustered? Jimin, I'm sorry to get your hopes high but I just want to be friends with you. Just friends, sorry."

"I'm not in the mood." He rolled his eyes.

"So you have this side huh," Hoseok nodded his head as if he gets to know something interesting. "Show me the other side, I'd like to know you more."

"What am I watching?" I asked, totally enjoying the scene. The only thing that I need is garlic parmesan chicken wings in front of me and everything will be perfect.

Jimin's eyes narrowed as he look at me. "Bo? If you don't like what you're watching then leave."

"No, I'm not going to leave until you're willing to talk to me about what happened earlier today." I folded my arms and legs, determined of what I want to do.

"You're really hard headed."

"Aigoo, Jimin's acting crazy because I friend zoned him." Hoseok dramatically sighed on his own. He just witnessed Jimin's conversation with the air. "Is it really hard to understand that I can't accept your feelings? The disadvantage of being handsome, really, even men can't resist it! Really!"

"Shut up," Perhaps Jimin snapped.

Hoseok covered his mouth, shocked of what he just heard. "That was hot!"

"I know right," I noted.

Jimin closed his eyes due to frustration and messed his hair. "Oh God, please help me preserve this self control and patience I have."

"Anyway, why are you in a bad mood? I noticed that you've been frowning ever since. If you have a problem, share it to others, to me, maybe I can help you with that." Hoseok added.

Jimin gave him the look.

"Hobi out here being a new person! I'm liking the character development," I stated, grinning so wide. Jimin also gave me the look. "Oh hi there, you're willing to talk to me now?"

He covered his face using his hands and groaned. "I feel so confused right now."

"So, what is it? Why are you in a bad mood?" Hoseok asked once again before putting a candy on his mouth.

"Okay. It's because of Jayeon, your ex-girlfriend." Jimin blurted out. 

"What" He choked on his candy.

"She keeps bothering me when I told her not to."

"What" was the last thing he said before he fainted.

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Every students in the class immediately gathered their things when the bell rang. They happily headed outside, well today is friday so everyone is ready to go home and have a fun night. Oh, and Hoseok, he already went home earlier. He looks really scared for his life.

I shifted my attention to Jimin who was just sitting on the chair, he was staring outside through the window like he doesn't plan to leave or anything.

I frowned as I made my way to where the window is and folded my arms. "You really like looking at the window, don't you?"

"You're blocking the view." He said, emotionless.

I sneered. "Honey, I am the view." 

He didn't respond and just looked at the white board in the front. "What are you doing?" I asked.

"I'm thinking." He answered.

"Thinking about me?" I guessed. 

"No."

I grimaced. "You're so honest."

A minute has passed by already and silence is predominantly occupying between the two of us. "Why didn't you tell me that you can see me all along? Jimin-ssi, aren't you supposed to answer when someone's asking you?"

"Aren't you supposed to get the message that someone doesn't want to talk to you and explain such things?" He retorted back. He then stood up and grabbed his bag, obviously departing the hell out of the room, leaving me behind with my mouth open wide.

What is this new vibes from him that I'm feeling right now?

Flashbacks of him being a charming and adorable boy came on my mind. "What happened to the happy and jolly Jimin I know?"

He looked back and answered, "That's me to living people, I act different when it comes to souls like you." He proceeds on walking.

It's confirmed.

He hates us.

"Even if you hate someone today, you might like them tomorrow. You don't know what will happen..." I ran after him.

The sky was dark and gloomy—so is the whole university. Classrooms and hallways are the only ones that have lights and there are no students that can be seen except this boy who I'm following to. The guard was wholly surprised when he saw him, "I thought everyone already went home." He said as he open the gate for him.

"Thank you, Ahjussi." Jimin bowed.

Since Jimin doesn't seem to be pleased whenever he sees my face, I stayed behind his back. "What's wrong with him, really..."

We were silently walking in the road when he turned in the right direction, then turned left, and then right again.

Are we just walking in circles?

"When are you going to stop following me?" He stopped and broke the silence.

"When you finally tell me the reason why you are acting like this," I answered. He shifted his body and faced me. "Why did you pretend that you can't see me? You could've just told me—"

"So you can use me?" He cut off.

I gasped. "Use you?"

"I know the reason why you're being like this. You're just going to ask my help and use me, you want me to be a messenger to your family. All of you just approach me because you want something!" He raised his voice, making me jump a little.

"Hey that's not true, I'm not like that!" I argue.

"Stop lying! I know you're all the same!" He spat. "If that's not true then why are you following me now? Why did you become so desperate when you discovered that I can see ghosts? Tell me!"

"T-that..." I stopped.

He gave me the look. "See? There's no use in lying anymore. I've already met a lot of souls and all of them treated me like an object they can use whenever they want."

"...I just want us to be friends," I finished.

"Friends?" Jimin blinked. "That's what all of you say but in reality you don't care about what I'm going through! You only care about yourselves!"

I saw a pregnant woman heading on the street but when he saw Jimin talking to nothing in particular, she literally ran in another direction.

"But what about me? All these years I've been treated like I'm not a normal person and it's all because of you! I've transferred to different universities every year because of you! I've been bullied and made fun of because of you! You souls makes my life difficult!" He shouted, breathing heavily. I looked at him and saw tears on the side of his eyes, he quickly wiped it using his uniform. "Please stay away from me!"

"I'm not here because I want something from you—oh wait, I do want something from you." I looked down. "My bad."

His eyes reflected dismay. "I knew it."

"I want you to... be my friend." I spoke in a tone with full of sincerity, looking up to stare at him. "I'm telling the truth, Jimin, not to sound like a typical fuckboy on the net but there's something in you that I can't explain. I want to get to know you and be your friend. And no, not all souls are going to use you. Heck, I don't need help. I don't care even if you don't believe me, I'll make you feel it, I'll make you feel that you're one of the precious people I know. I won't give up until we become friends. And that's it, thank you for coming to my ted talk."

He looks stunned of what I said.

Remember what I told you, honey.

"I'm going home, don't follow me." That's the last thing he said before he turned his back to me once again. I lazily strolled into the same way he's walking to as I looked at the sky. The moon already appeared and I can't hide the look on my face.

"You're beautiful but so far to reach," I stated, still perking up.

Jimin's head quickly tilted in my direction and I was scared for a second. "What the! I thought you were some shit from a paranormal activity!" I shrieked. Then I remembered that I'm the ghost one here. My bad.

"Why are you still following me?" He asked, a little louder than I expected. 

"I'm sorry could you please repeat that a car just honked I didn't catch what you were saying," I yelled back with the same volume as him.

"There's no car around us."

"Was it a fart I heard then." I blinked. "Did you fart?"

"No," He frowned. "Did you?"

"No. Did you?" I echoed.

Jimin looked at my face, deadpanned. "I know you heard me."

"Eh, this is also the way I use to go back into my house." I shrugged, "Don't you think it's nice that we're just in the same neighbourhood?"

"No."

"Someday you will be," I whispered.

Just wait for it.

He squinted. "What did you say?"

"I was singing someday we'll know why the sky is blue someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you~ Do you know that song? I love that song." I smiled.

"I listen to it on mute."

"Okay."

The both of us stayed silent and just stood in our spot. We are meters apart but I can clearly see how the wind softly messes his pink hair and how he looked back at me. He had this expression that I find really hard to read.

What are you thinking right now?

I'm starting to wonder how he thinks.

I'm not sure but I felt something deep inside me, something so familiar yet I couldn't exactly remember. Boy, why do you make me feel this way?

"Oh look, I g-guess we're going in a different way this time. Goodbye Jimin, my friend in the future, I can't wait to see you in monday. Take care and h-have a good night," I'm panicking and I know exactly why. I nervously grinned and waved at him.

When I was about to turn around the street I saw something, "Oh. Did I hallucinate or did that really happen?" I asked, eyes wide. "You smiled..."

He scowled at me. "No, I didn't."

"You did." I retorted back.

"Shut up and move under the moon, Jayeon!" 

Guess we'll end this day with a smile both on our faces.

That makes me happy.