Jimin's POV

"I should go." The thought swooshed past the in dazed popular freshman's head before Jimin quickly detached himself away from the blooming Daffodils in their lasting seconds.

*At School*

Dear my Beautiful Daffodil...

I wrote you another letter...this one is very special and I will tell you why later on so keep reading my love!

"After all those letters that I sent to you, did your heart ever skipped a single beat?"

I wonder if I have ever crossed your mind like how you entered mine without a warning.

Seeing your face almost every day makes me want to emerge from the shadow and hold you tight in my arms.

♡

Dreaming of seeing your pretty face every night and keeping all those sinful thoughts to myself is more than what I could wish for.

Months and days passed and I have grown to love you even more...'I love you Jimin ah'...and I wish I could say that in real life too.

If only you would let me have this big honour...I'll be waiting.

And this is why what you are reading is different from the others because this is not just another love letter but it is my final decision...a meet up that consists of Me & You.

So I will wait and you can recognise me with a similar Daffodil you have been receiving. I will be holding onto it while waiting for you inside the school's conservatory under the blooming shade of Prunus mume.

I can't wait to see you my Angel! Please give me a chance to know you better and I'm sorry if I was a bother but always know that I will still love you the same even if you ignore this invitation.

From Your Senpai

Smiling broadly, Jimin scanned through the letter while letting out small gasps each time something has amazed him but surely, his heart has already won a marathon by finishing this impeccable 'special love letter' in less than a heartbeat.

"H-he asked me out..." in disbelief, Jimin whispered with his melting chocolate eyes dazing off somewhere far away as his two friends' attention were immediately snapped towards him.

"Took him long enough." Jin snorted after observing the rare sight of how his dongsaeng looked so 'in love at this very moment.

"Ma Hoe! I'm so proud of you!" Taehyung noisily cheered as he pulled his best friend into a deadly hug with a big jolly box smile plastered on his face.

"God, let's get you dress up for- when is it?" Like a brake, Jin stopped in his track to gaze down at his friend who still seemed to be stuck inside his daydreams.

Jimin just could not believe that the moment he has been impatiently waiting for has finally arrived. It is beyond his imagination to meet up with the person who has made his heart dance to love songs after so many years of not catching feelings.

"Tomorrow afti." Taehyung shortly replied after scanning through the letter with his sharp tiger-like eyes and not missing a single piece of information.

"Like I can't wait to doll you up! He would be drooling even at your feet!" Jin beamed enthusiastically before hopping forward to plant a motherly kiss atop Jimin's forehead.

"I know right. Once a simp...forever a simp!" Taehyung excitedly gurgled and hive-fived the eldest who wore a smug smile that is nonetheless similar to his.

"But..." Jimin trailed off, his eyes casting down slowly which made his friends immediately turned to him before questioning in unison.

"But what?"

"I-I don't know..." Jimin heavily sighed while rubbing his tired eyes in a circular motion.

"Come on Min. Is this about Jackson? I know he hasn't been in and texting you for quite some time now but you know you don't love him..." As Jin speak, Taehyung played with his Gucci brown belt as he occasionally steals a glance at his best friend who was fidgeting around with his chubby fingers. A sigh of being nervous.

"You were just messing around with his little heart, weren't you?" Jin added while sounding a little disappointed but not surprised since he has learnt to accept this side of his dongsaeng and to no one's surprise, the peach haired freshman nodded at the question with a slight pout forming on his pink plushy lips.

"Then what about the simp? Aren't you going to his meet up?" Taehyung abruptly crossed his arms together, noticing how Jimin's expression seemed to lighten up after the mention of his secret admirer but instantly went dim again.

"I want to."

Yoongi's POV

*The Next Day*

Smiling endlessly, Yoongi rushed his way out of class and barged into the school's conservatory with a jumping heart as his sweating hands frantically fishes for a stem of Daffodil that he has been taking care of for the day.

Luckily, he found it and carefully plant it inside his jeans pocket before goes back to search for a pocket mirror where he could fix his long fringe and coal-black hair that looked like they have been washed for at least thrice time.

Then, Yoongi attentively applied a tiny layer of lip balm onto his chapped lips that were dried out because of how the season changes so quickly just like himself who wouldn't have been in this place if it wasn't for a certain freshman who wears a cute little excited skirt.

For the finishing touch, the rocketing high senior cautiously adjusted his thick round wooden glasses that lies sleepily on his nose bridge and shyly takes out the flower from his pocket before nervously holding it close to his stammering chest.

"And now all I do is wait." The looking forward senior sing-song as he stares ahead into the big scary world that would simply be harmless once he sees a glint of that peachy strand.

And so he waits.

And wait...

"Is he coming?" The senior gripped tighter onto the Daffodil's delicate stem as he impatiently taps his left foot against the pavement underneath the blooming pink tree that looked like it has just appeared out of a silly Fairytale.

Thinking about it now, Hoseok would love to visit the school's conservatory sometimes and maybe Namjoon would desire to take a sample of such fascinating petal from this living plant.

The garden is large and spacious enough to be organisingly filled with many pots of flowers that uniquely have their own growth of colours which are bright and young like nursery kids that haven't been tainted just yet.

Yoongi was standing under a gigantic Prunus Mume which is an ancient tree that has its branches covered in light pink little flowers that have thousands more of their petals if you dare to count each teeny one from different angles.

Not only that the life tree of this conservatory is huge and tall but its height cannot be compared to the glass dome that keeps every living being alive as bright rays of sunshine manages to seep through and warm up the dazzling yet frail red roses which were shielded in thin layers of ice frost.

Everything looked just perfect from Yoongi's point of view but it would have been even better if he hears the place's double glass door dramatically swinging open and reveals a certain boy he adores and would kill to own such pretty little thing.

Today is the day where the latter discovers who he really is and Yoongi already knows that he would be honoured for the rest of his pitiful life because after all, he planned to make Jimin his forever.

The day where Yoongi becomes the luckiest man on earth and the day where they will live happily ever after! But only if things would go as planned...

"It's getting cold..." Yoongi quietly mumbled to himself as his body shivered slightly but he still rolls his eyes up to stare at the glass dome which the harsh snowstorm was continually smashing against at.

The conservatory's temperature begins to lower as its degrees drops like the falling ashes from that beach and forcefully iced everything inside except for Yoongi's heart that has a little fiery hope that his Angel will appear and warm up everything at last.

The roses now looked even colder than before, the precisely trimmed bushes weren't even lively green anymore, the blossoming tree even knows how to quiver like a humans body...

And lastly, the pushy force that would break through the double glass doors and makes it almost impossible not to hear the haunting sounds of tonight's howling wind.

"He will come soon, Jiminie is probably on his way here." Yoongi tries to consult himself with a smile that struggles to stretch any wider as he focuses back on the words that he thoroughly planned to say by the second hit of midnight.

Soon, the night quickly falls and the senior had already begun wrapping his protective arms around his shivering body whilst sitting on the nearby wooden bench which is no doubt damp and harsh from the sudden temperatures change.

Cold. So fucking cold.

Yoongi nuzzled his head further within his old black hoodie in an attempt of finding warmth as the soft fabric makes a contrasting contact with his frozen cheeks. It was indeed freezing out here but that is still not the reason why the senior stubbornly stayed and let himself suffered.

It is the reckless hope that his sunshine will emerge from the overpowering dark clouds and clears away the fogginess that greedily coated at least half of the garden's beauty.

"Please come..." Yoongi silently begged with hot tears running down his pale cheeks as his pleading eyes were forced to stare at the door and wait pathetically.

Feeling anxious and worn out, the senior lifted his unfeelable fingers up and nervously bitted the life out of them but even after hours passed, the male still has the tiniest bit of hope living inside his heart so, Yoongi waited longer.

And by 'longer', he means until the sky turned dark until pathetic little stars appeared shining as if they are celebrating from above until the great moon take over and rule the world to sleep...longer until the cold shattered his frail body apart.

Under the Prunus mume was dark and every time Yoongi looked down, all he could see from below was the dark endless void that spreads like a parasite underneath his feet, ready to devour the endless falling specs of snowing dust and maybe him too.

Sooner or later, Yoongi can't seem to keep track of the time but from what he noticed, the wind has already begun to calm down and one thing that the senior thought wouldn't happen come alive as the conservatory was left with silence but Yoongi didn't enjoy the silence.

This time he felt lonely and so goddamn hopeless but Yoongi's sorrow was quickly lifted off his tightening chest when he hears the double glass doors slamming open just like how he imagined them to for hours ago.

Relief flooded through the black-haired senior's shivering body as his heart begins pumping blood again. It was warm but still way too good to be true that it is starting to feel like danger beyond that safe heart of his which beats full with life.

"Jiminie?!" Yoongi called out with freezing smokes of dense fog escaping past his trembling blue lips that were nonetheless frosted without him even acknowledging.

"Are you kidding me?" Eyes that aren't his, smiles that aren't his and voice that isn't like Park Jimin's...Yoongi wanted to cry.

"Huh?" The glassed student let out a sound of disappointment when his eyes fell to an old bald man with a crooked back and a scolding look on his face instead of what Yoongi imagined to be literal sunshine of ethereal beauty.

"What are you doing here at this late hour pal? School is about to close, go home!" The short man made a casual hand gesture for the student to leave but Yoongi refused to move a single muscle as he was still dumbfounded and way too lost inside his own maze.

"So he really doesn't like me..."

Jimin's POV

The peach haired male fearfully curled himself up into a ball on his vanilla-scented bed while trying to contain the breaking through sobs to himself as he flung out his shaky arms and wrapped them around his trembling body. Locked inside his room, Jimin shudders like shattering ice cubes as he squeeze his eyes tightly because of how all those hate comments would target him like a snowball fight every time another rumour was born.

Today was supposed to be a special day where he finally finds out who 'the simp' is but it all crumpled down within the first second he stepped a foot into the University and turned himself into the centre of all those gossips.

Jiwoo97 : That slut killed all my Oppas!

L_Han;) : I can't believe this! How could someone be so shameless? I heard the toy got another date today too.

AoTlover : Jackson is dead...rip

ChoccoChip! : Kill yourself, you are making this Uni turn into a murder spree.

GamerBoy1 : Go suck a dick from somewhere else you male bitch!

"I did not kill him..." Jimin let out another broken sob as those comments replayed endlessly inside his head, making him feel even more guilty after finding out that Jackson was killed and furthermore, left behind.

"Aren't I'm the victim here?" Jimin thinks to himself with the overwhelming power of guilt bleaching inside his body and mind.

"Shouldn't I be the one who gets a little bit of sympathy?" With those last words, the freshman cried himself to sleep but with guilt punishing him good, Jimin couldn't help hating himself for still loving someone who caused him this much trouble and tears.

He hates himself for not feeling any ounce of fear even when knowing off by heart that the person who killed all his dead boyfriends and would probably be killed more is the same person who sent him all those geeky love letters.

But if there's one thing he hates the most, it will definitely be this cautiousness that prevents him from not doing something he knows he will regret for the rest of his life and he knows he will regret too but Jimin really can't handle those judgemental stares or gossips anymore.

After all, the reasons for those deaths were no one's fault but his.

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Author's notes :

4/6/21 : Honestly, this is probably the second saddest chapter in Senpai and I remembered how much emotion I got when I wrote it 😩 I just finished editing so I'm happy and today, One True Pair gained so many reads which makes me extra happy:( sometimes I wonder if I really deserved this...but thank you ♥️

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