Hi everyone, My name is Jimin, Park Jimin. My age is 28 and am a hard worker. I am working as a lawyer in the Seoul district court.

I am a handsome young man who is still single. I have been single ever since my high school. Yea, haha. You must be thinking why a handsome man like me is still in need of a girlfriend, when I can have a queue of girls.

Good thought. It's just that i been to a few blind dates and I tend to take my friend Chanyeol's girlfriend with me. Yea. Might sound crazy but yes I do take her. That makes my date to think that I am having a relation with her. You see Chanyeol has been in Germany after his graduation from college. He got a very good job in a company from the campus interview. He is really protective over her, so am I.

You might think his girlfriend has been my ex or that Chanyeol told me to take care of her. Nothing as such. She has been my friend from my last year of high school.

Now the school time was fabulous, I was famous in the school and used to be in the famous group of rich in my school.

Are you confused with my introduction??

If so I am terribly sorry for that. It's the first time I am writing a book called, 'Know me Well.' This is pretty big to write on my SNS profile. Hahaha. I want the girls to know me well before she thinks that I am in love or having a crush on my girl friend.

Before I begin my background and my attachment to my girl friend, I would like to say, read it till the end to know me well.

So let's begin. I will be writing in the third person version. I have read quite a plenty of books but still I don't know how to write a story. My mistake. I hope you all will be fine with the book.

Let's begin then.

It was a beautiful day in Seoul, the capital of South Korea. The sun was shining up in the sky, streets were crowded with people who are busy running to their works and schools, vehicles filled on the road.

And in the corner of the subway street, a white building was out shining all other gray and old buildings.

Walking into the building, room no. 12 in the second floor is our hero's home.

"Jimin, wake up son. It's already 6:30." Jimin's eomma; Mrs. Jung shouted from the kitchen as she sets the dinning table with breakfast.

Jimin's appa; Mr. Park was reading newspaper on the sofa with his leg atop the other. He was comfortable reading his newspaper when his wife interrupted it.

"Yeobo, could you check on Jimin?" She asked him not sparing a glance after she was done setting the table.

"I have to wake Jihyun." She said as she made her way to their master bedroom to wake their second son. He looked at her through his reading glasses.

He sighed closing his eyes. "You work so hard to get them up." He murmured as he stood up and made his way to his son's room.

Meanwhile our hero Jimin; brownish-black haired boy dressed in his uniform, was looking at the mirror infront of him. "New day, new school." He smiled as he straightened his tie for the fifth time. "I am coming my school." He shouted as hard he could.

Just then the door opened, alerting that someone is entering his private space. He looked at the his door with stunned eyes. His father was looking at him through his half opened door, blinking his eyes.

"Appa." The brunette whispered. "You are awake than usual." He said staring at his son who was ready in his school dress. He was impressed.

Never did he ever imagine his son to be this excited to attend a popular, rich and facilitated school.

The lad gave a sheepish smile to his father. "Come on have your breakfast." He called him.

Just as Mr. Park heads to the living room he sees his wife dragging their sleepy fourteen year old son to the bathroom. "Jihyun, get up. You have to go to school!!" She shouted.

By the way she was carrying him clearly depicted that he was not even listening to her.

Mr. Park sighed again. "Jihyun-ah, don't cause trouble for your eomma." He said as he followed them.

It was as though a spell was cast on the boy, within seconds he woke up from the sleep after hearing his father's voice. He pulled away from his eomma's arms like a good boy and entered the bathroom to do his routine.

Mrs. Jung just sighed. The kids gave more importance to their father than her who was working her ass here to have everything at home get ready.

Jimin settled in his seat. Just as the parents disperse, Mrs. Jung notices her son having his breakfast. She stood there amazed. "You are wide awake." She mumbled out which was picked by Jimin.

He gave them the sweetest smile that he got from his dad to her,  "Yes eomma." as he drank the miso soup.

She was happy for her son but at the same time she was sad. Nor did she expect her son to get accepted by such a reputed school in Seoul. The days after his final exams, he spent day and night studying hard to write the entrance exam of this school. After the results were released, he ran around the whole house shouting that he got in the school, she still remembers like it was yesterday. She had never seen him this excited before.

She took a seat beside him. Her heart was filled with proud and  pleasingly saw him eat everything.

"Jimin-ah?" She called him and he looked up from his meal to his eomma, blinking his eyes like an innocent child. She took a deep breath before she began. "Baby, you are going to a new school. Okay." She said and he nodded his head with a big smile on his face.
"Don't jump in any troubles. I know you want everyone to have justice but still. Kids there are from pretty wealthy families, if anything happens we will have to face a wave of criticism from them. So don't jump in any conclusions and fight. Alright." She told him and he reluctantly agreed.

"Second, make good friends. Don't make friends just because they are rich. Choose your friends wisely. Just because they are popular in school doesn't has to mean that they are good too." He nodded his head as he ate.

"Third, don't talk in classrooms. I have heard that they have fines which are pretty heavy. Listen to what your teachers are saying. Concentrate on your lessons." She started to speed up as he began to walk to wash his hands and mouth after finishing his meal.

"Yes, eomma. I won't cause any troubles. Besides why would I? SM town private school was something I wanted to go since my middle school. Now that I am in the first year of highschool, I have to maintain good reputation to have good grades." He cocked his brow to his eomma.

"Yeobo, could you drop him?" His eomma turned to Mr. Park, who was all ready with the keys. "First day." He smiled to him and walked to the door.

Jimin took his bag from his room, rushing to the door to wear his shoes. "Jimin-ah, have a good day." She wished him as she stood beside him as he continued to wear. "Nae, eomma." He smiled and waved to before closing the door.

The drive was pretty tough because of the traffic and signals.

"Yaah?" Mr. Park called Jimin who looked at him immediately. "You are going to a new school, so don't forget to get a girlfriend." Mr. Park winked at him. Jimin slightly chuckled, and moved his gaze to his fingers. "Appa." He let out a whiny voice.

"Yaah, you were in all boy school since your first grade. The BigHit school was filled with boys and I am sure you would barely have any experience with girls." He spoke as he made a turn to the left, moving the gear.

"Appa, I had experience with Yeuna." He looked outside the window. "Still, she is your cousin. You must learn how to speak normally with girls. I am sure the school will be filled with three types of rich girls." He spoke as he drove.

"Appa, I am 18. Don't make it awkward for me." He whined again. "I am not." His father defended.

"What are those girls by the way?" Jimin asked to keep a knowledge. As Mr.Park was a lawyer, it was for sure that he made delt with many cases of rich people. "First one will be the bratty rich girl. You know they just keep demanding and want everyone under them." Jimin pouted his lips agreeing with him. "Second comes the crooked girls who know how to use and discard people." Jimin widened his eyes at that. "You have to be very careful with especially those kind of girls. Okay?" He warned Jimin who just nodded taking the note.

"Third, comes those girls who are innocent like a white dove. They don't know how to be cruel, bad or even know how to use other people." He softly spoke to him, recollecting something of his past taking the glance of the latter.

"When I went to co-ed school in my highschool, your eomma belonged to the girls of the third group I said. I had seen her how she was and all. But I had a girlfriend back then and appreciated her because she was more beautiful, slim and tall." He voice moved to a soft tone, as he ahead and drove.

"Then?" Jimin asked hyping, curious to know further what his father never mentioned.

"Then I caught her red hand after graduation party with a famous boy in my class. That's when I realised that even though she was beautiful, it is not necessary that they will be beautiful inside as well. She was never loyal to me unlike your eomma." He spoke.

"Darn it your girlfriend." He mumbled which Mr.Park heard. "Yaah." He raised his voice, making the lad to watch his language.

"How did you and eomma meet then?" He asked. "That was arrange marriage. People thought we had a love marriage just because I was in the same school as her. The best part is that she didn't even know that a person like me existed in her school." Mr. Park laughed.

"What?!" Jimin asked surprised. "Yes. She realised it after I told her that I used to be her senior." He chuckled again. "Wow." He twisted his head.

"I am not saying anything about boys cause you have experience with them." He said and pulled the car infront of the school gate.

"That's it for you. We have reached and you should go." He said to his son who immediately unbuckled himself before getting out. "Have a good day!" He shouted to his son through window.

"You too Appa." He waved his hand before dispensing with other students.

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Hey guys,

How have you been all?

I'm sorry that I never updated any of my books. I am truly sorry. I just had the time of my life, I kinda got drowned in it.

Hope you all like this chap.

With Love,
Anny.😘