ㅤㅤ"Have you guys heard about the new transferee?" Shotaro asked.

What? In the end of the term? That's weird as hell.

Sungchan grinned. "The new student's in the next class, should we check it out?"

"Yeah, come on!"

"Yah. Keep your voices down will you?" Chaewon hushed them. "I'm going to sleep for a bit. If anyone wakes me up, you're dead."

"Women are all demons. They're just hiding their true personalities." Haechan muttered.

The boys didn't give a fuck and let out obnoxious squeals because of excitement as they head off the class. They were acting like a celebrity was attending our university.

"Such nosy people," I spoke before I literally ran after them.

"Where?"

"Can't you see? The one with black hair."

"Everyone has black hair."

"You know what I'm talking about!"

"Haechan, calm your motherfucking ass down," I took a peek on the glass door.

"He looks Thailander," Sungchan blurted out.

"No, he gives off a British vibe," A familiar voice spoke behind me. I turn around and saw Jimin looking as well.

"Why'd you think he's British?" I frowned.

"I just guessed, besides British sounds good to speak."

"Dumbass you're literally saying Blitish don't come at me."

"It's normal that we have trouble with speaking R. We're Koreans!" He fought. The other students looked at Jimin, bewildered by his sudden shout.

"Who are you talking to?"

"Myself," He shrugged. 

The boys gave him a strange look before they looked at the new student again. "I'd love to be friends with someone like him. Students from other countries are amazing!"

"Yeah, like Yunjin!"

"Don't forget Johnny, daddy long legs."

"Dude. Why would you say your own name?"

"No one will say it so I gotta do it myself."

"And Kento Yamazaki!"

"Wendy from Canada!"

"Jung Jaehyun."

"What? You're from another country too? But we've been classmates since junior high."

"I lived in America for four years that's why I belong in the category, man!"

"How about Kriesha Chu?"

"Oh yeah. She's from the Philippines like Sandara Park!"

This student knows anything y'all.

The day ended and everyone was pressed about the newly transferred foreigner. They said the newbie didn't talk to anyone nor smiled at least once.

"What if he's a sociopath?" Yeri frowned. "Oh my, maybe he really is. I saw the way he looks at other people earlier, he acts as if they aren't worth his time."

"How can you judge someone easily?" Jennie snapped.

"Couldn't help it, I picked this manner from you." She retorted.

"You better watch your mouth." And the two ended the talk with a fight. Everyone hollered at them while we quickly get away from the scene.

"This is exactly what happened when you transferred here too," Hoseok opened up.

Jimin chuckled. "It was so embarrassing to be watched, but they only get curious at first though. People lose interest as time goes by and eventually, they all stop giving attention."

"Dude, you have lots of friends here and everyone's still interested in who you are." He frowned. "You're just holding back."

"I don't trust people easily since doing so seems like I'm giving them permission to hurt me. I've gone through a lot of pain in the past."

"Do you trust me?" Hoseok smiled.

"Yeah," Jimin answered as he peered at me."I trust you with all of my heart."

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Jimin, Hoseok, Jungkook, and I are all heading home together.

Don't ask why there's a coconut tagging along.

Alright, fine.

Jeon had asked them earlier if they could speak about something. "Guys, my friend proposed to his girlfriend of three years, and do you know what she said?" He opened up. "DO YOU KNOW WHAT SHE SAID?"

"What?"

"Oh, I didn't think you liked me like that."

"YOOOOO WHAT."

"SERIOUSLY?"

The two males hollered.

"Exactly!"

"IS SHE FOR REAL?"

"But wait, you're here just to say that?" Jimin laughed.

"Nah, I want to say something important." He cleared his throat, throwing a nervous look.

"I'd like to clarify that I don't have money. If you want to borrow money, go borrow it from somewhere else." Ji, uttered.

"Dude, what makes you think that?"

"Oh, thank God." He sighed in relief.

"I am here to apologize, Jimin." He talked. "I'm sorry if I punched you lots of times on my thoughts before."

"Uh, it's okay... I actually did the same for you."

"Oh..."

"So..."

"We're good then."

"Yeah, so don't feel bad about it." He smiled.

"Sorry for spitting small pieces of papers from my mouth at you when you're not looking, hyung," He looked at his side.

Yuck?

Say sike right now.

"It's alright JK, it's already in the past," Hoseok told him.

"You're so kind, Hyung!" Gguk exclaimed, tearing up. 

I interrupted them. "Yah. Aren't you gonna say sorry to me too?"

"TOMATO?" Jimin repeated, holding back his laugh. The three of us looked at him. "Aren't you going to say sorry to-me-too? Wait you didn't hear her nevermi—"

"Aigoo, look at this comedian. Ouch! Stop, you're so hilarious! My stomach hurts!" I clutched my belly, forcing myself to laugh.

He threw a glare. "Why are you like this."

"Honey! I'm supporting you," I chuckled.

Jimin sulked.

"That's unfair! You know damn well that's my weakness." 

He grinned playfully. "I know."

I can't believe he's sulking on purpose!

The three of them began to talk about boys' things. You know the basics: Online games. Fights. Books. Arts. Makeups. And skincare routines.

These men right here are hygienic as hell. Good for them.

Jungkook told us that he's into makeup nowadays, he was amazed at how versatile that thing was. "Can I do makeup on you guys next time?"

"Sure." Hoseok grinned.

"Thanks, Hyung! I'm excited!"

It was nice to see them like this though, no more conflict and bullying.

"Jungkook, you said you'd buy us hotdog later," Jimin stated, a teasing smile on his face.

"Yah. I didn't! I have no intention to spend money," The youngest defended.

"I have a lot of intention. There is a really good hotdog place I know near here." Hoseok added. "Want to go there?"

"Well to tell you all, I'm diagnosed with stage 3 poverty." 

The three continued to joke around as I stopped for a while to watch them. I'm glad to see them happy. "You both can go ahead, I want to be alone for a minute," Jimin said to his friends. I threw him a look but he just shrugged.

"I'll leave," I spoke.

"Don't."

"I thought you want to be alone?"

He cleared his throat. "I want to be alone with you."

The two of us remained silent after that, for some reason I felt something on my chest, but I must be mistaken so I shook off the thought. Jimin was walking so slowly like what I am doing. It literally took five seconds before I step on the ground and he did too.

He was imitating me.

"Are you copying me?"

"Are you copying me?"

"Hey?"

"Hey?"

"I'm a dummy."

"I'm a dummy."

"Let's get married right now."

"Let's get—sure."

"Yah, why do you keep agreeing?" I let out an ugly laugh. He looked at me and laughed as well.

The silence after that was comfortable. Finally, peace. The one I've been waiting for. I realized that a lot of things happened when all of us met each other, lots of struggles, hate, shouts, and yet here we are.

Still together.

Jimin started treating me like how he would treat other living people, he doesn't hate me now. I'm really hopeful. "Are you comfortable with this silence?" He asked.

"Who doesn't like silence? You have no idea how much I want everyone to shut up sometimes."

He then looked at the sky, still walking, before he put his arm on the air. I watched him do that. His movements are so soft that I couldn't almost help but to squeak in adoration. "Uhm, Yeon-ah, can I rant or something though?" 

"Go on."

"I don't really like being around ghosts, you know it well, but after meeting you I realized it wasn't bad at all." He mumbled. "I realized that some aren't who I thought they are... or maybe I just got lucky this time."

"I think this meeting became an eye-opener to the both of us," I said. "Being around you made me feel different things I haven't felt before. This relationship we have also taught me how friendship works, not that I didn't learn from Hoseok, but you showed me different personalities and I pretty much got to know how to handle it."

"I wish you know how much I appreciate you." He murmured.

"Y-you appreciate me?" I fluttered my eyes.

"Hmm."

"What should I do, if you keep acting like this I might like you for real." I talked, half heartedly.

He snickered, "You can like me."

"Heol."

Did he just say that?

Jimin looked forward. "Uh, s-should we catch up to the guys?"

"No. Let's go to our own way," I suggested.

"I'd love that," He then held out his hand. I laughed and pretended to hold on to it even though my hands were really passing through his. "Wait, I have an idea."

His eyes searched for something on the ground, when he saw what he was looking for, he quickly snatched it and hold it out for me.

It was a twig.

"Let's hold on to its ends." He offered.

"You're something," I laughed before I took a hold of the other end, while he holds on to the side. "Come on!" The two of us ran to another direction, smile on our faces as we look ahead.

I purposely pulled the piece of branch to make him get close to me.

"I almost tripped!" He protested.

"Don't worry, I'll be here to catch you," I whispered.

"I'll be willing to fall then," He said, shrieking with laugher after that.

I shook my head with a smile, before adjusting my outfit. A random thought just crossed my mind. "Jimin!"

"Yeah?"

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

He shrugged. "I'm thinking about One Direction's reunion I don't know about you."

"I'm thinking about the first one who reached that car will win!" I suddenly yelled, catching him off guard.

He whipped his head to my direction before nodding his head. "Game!"

The two of us let go of the twig and tripled our pace. Jimin was really competitive, I can see determination in his eyes as he try to catch up to me. Beads of sweat forming to his forehead down to his neck, glistening in the sunlight. I was captivated by his eyes and failed to notice that he was already meters ahead.

An idea flashed on my mind.

I snapped my fingers and teleported where the finish place was. I saw how he stare at me with a funny look. "Hey, that's not fair!"

"We didn't agree on not using powers!" I teased.

"JAYEOOOOON-AAAAHHHHHHHH!" 

The reason why I did that was because I want to see how he jogs—how he slowly get closer and closer to where I am as second goes by. I spread my arms and waited for him to get nearer. The moment we were a meter apart he spread his arms as well and passed through me. 

Feels like home is coming for me.

"Where do you want us to go?"

Jimin plopped down on the pavement and closed his eyes to catch his breath. "I'd like to introduce you to my parents."