You walk into the university library, exhausted from class and the long trek across campus to get here. Finding a corner, you sink into the soft chair and pull out your laptop. Since you'd rather just unwind but too shy to talk to someone there, you pull up a young adult chat room you overheard people talking about and just watch the conversation. Suddenly, you get an invitation for a private message from "Jimin".

"Hello, I'm Jimin!"

"Hi, I'm Y/N"

You talk with this Jimin person until it is time to go home. Enjoying his company, you give him the username for one of your social media accounts. He accepts and you go home, anticipating his message. It never comes.

1 MONTH LATER

You are on your way to class when your phone chimes with a new message. Assuming it is just your spammer of a best friend, you are prepared to sent a quick "ttyl" when you see it is a follow and a private message from "Jimin95".

"Hey, do you remember me? I'm sorry I took so long"

Giddy, you reply.

"Oh, hi! Yeah, I remember you, no worries"

You text him for the entirety of class, during which you text your best friend as well, telling her about him.

For months, you two text back and forth as your attraction grows. You have late night intellectual conversations and mid-afternoon meme wars. With every text, you feel yourself getting closer and closer as your heart becomes his, one heartbeat at a time. Soon you find yourself smiling every time your phone pings, not realising how dependent you have become on Jimin's words.

3 MONTHS LATER

You are doing homework and texting Jimin at home one afternoon before you head to work for a night shift. Your phone pings again and you smile, moving your calculator and picking it up.

"So, any other people here like you? I see a shout-out on your profile."

"Yeah, that is my friend"

You tell him about her, and how much you love her. You even get them to follow each other and she gives him the "I will castrate you if you hurt my best friend" speech, slightly scaring him.

You have to go to work and will be busy, so you say:

"I'm sorry, but I've got the night shift again today. Maybe we can talk tomorrow?"

He replies immediately.

"Yeah. I'll def talk to you tmrw :^)

Happy, you go home, not expecting what will befall you the next day.

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