Third Person's POV

He furrowed his brows and looked at Jimin expression confused. But it changes abruptly and turned his gaze away from Jimin.

"Yeah," He said. Jimin realizes he's talking to someone through his phone. The reason he went out was because he was taking a call, Jimin thought silently.

Jimin slowly lowers his head and divert his attention back to his shoes, keeping himself calm but his heart still pounding hard against his chest. Jimin overhears him talking until it stops and only his footsteps Jimin could hear as the said male head back to their classroom.

Jimin could finally breathe in peace.

Soon after their class ended, Taehyung was the first one to walk outside. Jimin quickly get up and come across him. Taehyung is smiling widely as Jimin approaches him but Jimin despises him.

"You're like a puppy, you listen very well." Taehyung teases and pats Jimin's head using the smaller male's phone, Jimin glared at him.

"Here." Taehyung says and gives Jimin his phone. Jimin took it from Taehyung's hand and quickly turn his back on him.

"I found a cutie in your contacts, tell him to reply when I text him!"



Jimin ignores him and leaves while holding his phone tightly until his knuckles turns white. Pleading silently this would be the last time that he will be interacting with one of them.

After his class, Jimin headed home.

Seokjin was the one who opened the door for Jimin, normally he would smile to the smaller male but right now he looked serious. Jimin ignored that and walked inside, moved past his older brother but Seokjin suddenly spoke up.

"We need to talk."

Jimin walked towards the living room, put my sling bag and sat there, waiting for his Hyung to join him.

Seokjin sat down beside his younger brother and Jimin looked at him strangely, Seokjin is looking at the smaller male with sadness, Jimin calmly waits for what he has to say but the younger seems to have idea already.

If he thinks persuading Jimin will work, he's wrong.

"Jimin..." Seokjin called out, "You know mom is sick." He said to him completely worried. Jimin only stare at his older brother and he knew Seokjin is waiting for his reaction. Seokjin's face fell when he didn't get any reaction or slight pity from Jimin.

Seokjin held Jimin's hand in his and caresses it softly, Jimin look down at their hands.

"She wants to see you." Seokjin said tone sad.

Jimin carefully removed Seokjin's hand from holding his and slowly gets up. Jimin grab his bag without looking at his older brother.

"She stills our mother." Seokjin spat out tone harsh, Jimin pause does he think I forgot about that? The younger asked himself.

"Can't you really forgive her?" Seokjin asked again tone laced with despair.

Jimin is tired a lot happened today thus he want to rest. Without thinking further Jimin leaves his brother and made his way towards his room.

Jimin closed and lock his door, throwing his bag on the floor letting his things scattered around. He moved towards his drawer, grabs his comfy clothes and changed his clothes immediately.

He put his dirty clothes on the basket before flopping on his bed. Jimin let out a heavy sigh before closing his eyes.

Mom is sick...

But I don't have any pity left for her.

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Next Morning! ! !

The two of them were silent while eating however Jimin noticed how his Hyung kept throwing him a look from time to time. Jimin pretended he didn't know and keep eating.

Seokjin clears out his throat and Jimin pity him hence he finally glances up at his older brother. As their eyes meet, Seokjin gave him an apologetic smile and Jimin's heart softens.

No need, I'm not mad at you— Jimin thought before tearing his gaze from his hyung as if nothing happen.

"By the way," Seokjin says loudly catching his brother's attention back, "Did you give my number to anyone?" He asked him, Jimin look up and shook his head.

Seokjin nods in understanding but face confused.

"Is that so because somebody text me last night." Seokjin tells him. Jimin shrugged his shoulders.

"Fortunately, that someone says I'm cute so I replied." He said and laughs. Jimin drink his water and let his Hyung compliment himself.

"Hey wait, are you going now?" Seokjin asked him, Jimin stared at his brother and nods his head as response, his hyung's expression fell down and check Jimin's plate.

"It's too early, finish your food." Seokjin tells him, Jimin waved him goodbye in return before turning his back on his brother.

Jimin walked to their University as earlier as possible because he doesn't want to walk together with him. He should prevent himself from seeing that guy to avoid the strange feeling he always felt when he sees him. Jimin thinks that guy is not healthy for him.

Jimin walked silently until he stopped to look around him. He's alone, no one's with him, it's too early what did he expect. He steps forward but then stops in his track as he remembers Seokjin.

"Is that so because somebody text me last night."

Suddenly, what Taehyung had said to him yesterday flashes to him.

"I found a cutie in your contacts, tell him to reply when I text him!"

Jimin quickly took out his phone and unlock it by swiping the screen. It suddenly register to him, he has no password in his phone anyone can easily access through his phone by swiping it, Jimin quickly search on his contacts.

It was confusing how Taehyung know Seokjin is cute but Jimin fully understood now. Jimin don't usually put photos in his contacts but his Hyung did, apparently Seokjin added his photo in Jimin's phone. He has long pony tail in the picture, no wonder Taehyung said he's cute.

Jimin looked up at the traffic light he was about to cross when it suddenly turns red. He was disappointed, he didn't get on time but when he noticed there's no cars approaching, Jimin did what they did the other day.

He crosses the street while running, he was so fast as if someone is ready to catch him if he didn't. Jimin is out of breath, he was catching his breaths and then laughs at himself.

Jimin's smile fell down, he blinked rapidly, dumbfounded. Jimin slowly touch his lips with his fingertips.

I'm happy...

But why? Was it because of what I did or because he came into my mind?

Or both...

Jimin snorted and shook his head erasing the thought of him in his mind. He proceeds to walk again. Jimin shouldn't be thinking about him, he will end up getting sick if he keeps on doing that.

Jimin arrive at his classroom and walk inside straightaway, he sat down in his favorite spot and pull out his phone again. Thinking if there's an accurate explanation of what he feels whenever he sees him.

Jimin open his google app and type his question: Why does my heart beat when I see him?

Jimin bit his lower lip nervously while waiting for answers to show up. The list came out and Jimin tap the very first answer.

"I am going to risk an assumption that you have feelings for this guy, most likely good feelings. You like him."

Jimin was taken aback and blinked his eyes rapidly. He re-read the answer with wide eyes.

You like him.

Jimin narrowed his brows and put his phone inside his pocket. What kind of explanation was that? The younger male clenched his hands and shook his head in disbelief, face distorted with annoyance. Does he look like he is asking jokingly hence he got a joke answer in return as well?

You like him.

Again, Jimin placed his hands over his head and pulled his hair. Jimin is frustrated, he quickly pulls out his phone again, open the google app and tap his search history to delete it. Wishing in this way everything he read would also get deleted from his brain.

Break Time!

Jimin is reviewing his notes in the garden of their University. He's alone and there's no student around. When he's confident that memorized everything, Jimin stops studying. He put his notes back in his bag and rests his mind.

Jimin closes his eyes and tilted his head as the air continues to blow his skin.

Dark haired guy, Sharp jawline, Pointed nose, pink thin lips...

Why... Even with my eyes closed he stills the one I'm seeing? If I don't have any complication in my heart and the answer I read earlier wasn't a whole joke, does it mean I really like him?

But why him?

I don't know him, I've met him for the first time just recently, why does he has this effect on me?

Jimin hopes that if he opened his eyes the memories of him will vanished completely.

Jimin slowly opened his eyes.

Maybe fate is playing with him because despite of hoping... The sight of the said male is what Jimin sees right now— heart starting to race up as he walked past by.

And it appears like, he's eyes were fooling him because his steps are painfully slow. His long hair was flying over his face and instead of pushing his back he only shake his head.

Jimin took a deep breath as soon as he disappeared through the hallway. Jimin gulped and slowly places his hand above his chest, Jimin tried to calm his himself.

Jimin immediately covered his face in annoyance.

I can't! I can't control it! I don't know how to calm myself!

Jimin pushed himself up.

No! I don't like him! Impossible! There must be a proper answer to why I am like this and I do think I need professional help now.

Jimin runs immediately towards the University's clinic. He knocked on the door rapidly and the nursed opened the door for him. She looked at the smaller male with surprise expression.

"Oh, Jimin."

After running a short question and test to Jimin, she smiled at the younger male. It had Jimin thinking, why can she smile like that when Jimin is worried as hell of his condition.

"You're perfectly fine, there's nothing to worry about." The nurse told Jimin and it's like she's holding back her laugh.

Jimin panicked. He didn't know what to do hence he's here to ask for help. He is not okay and he knows it himself but why is it she can't see it?

Jimin bow his head slightly before stepping outside the clinic. He carefully closed the door and walked, mind pre-occupied.

Jimin had his brows pulled together as he heads to his next class. There's something wrong with him he can feel it!

But...

The thing he didn't understand he only felt that way with him still Jimin refuses to believe that the thing he read earlier is the answer to his questions.

Jimin pauses for a moment, scratch the back of his neck when realization hit him. He forgot his belongings in the garden.

A sigh escape from his lips and went back.