Chapter 1

Its been a week since you've gotten a confirmation letter - you are accepted into Hankuk High School of Foreign Studies.


So you've decided to search for a friendly landlady that will allow you to rent a small, nice apartment close to the school. So far, you've made no progress....all the apartments in the vicnity were already occupied by owners or tenants , as it is a highly populated area. Your last chance is at an isolated apartment a few minutes away from the school.


Today, you decided to visit the place.


You stand in front of the apartment, with a paper on your hand. Confirming its address, you walk towards the apartment. It is a decent , clean little building, with a convenience store and a busstop nearby. Along the building there are a few flower beds, probably tended to by the landlady— how lovely. There isn't a doorbell, so you knock on the door.


"Auntie? Are you there? Its Kim Sohye."


You hear slow footsteps as a bent, old aged lady opened the door, greeting you with a smile.



"Come in, come in." she says as she motions with her hands, letting you in. You kick off your shoes at the corridor, and place them nicely by the side. Following the old lady, she shows you the different rooms in the apartment. It seems small, but practical for living.



"...this place is full of lonely memories with myself. I will be moving back to stay with my son-in-law, so it will be such a waste to leave it abandoned. " She mutters slowly, the sides of her eyes crinkling as she smiled.



"Auntie, I've decided that I want to stay here. How does the start of next month sound? "


"That's okay but...I have something to tell you before you decide. "



"What is it?" you raised your eyebrows.



"Actually....there is supposed to be another tenant, so you have to share if you're renting the place. " the little old lady answers, rubbing her aching shoulder.



"A roommate sounds fine to me! This house is just right for two anyway. Besides....i can split the rent."



"Alright then. You can start packing and moving in next month. "



You nodded. Waving goodbye to the sweet lady, you head home by bus.




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"Sohye, Didn't you want to go to that theatre show today? It's already past eleven!" your mother's voice echoed across the hallway.



Immediately, you fell off your bed, the alarm clock crashing down together with you to the floor.



Oh f*ck, she's right. I'm already late for the show!



Fumbling around your closet, you pick out a random shirt and pants— not forgetting to wear your granny panties, before bolting out the door.


"I won't be at home later, so remember to bring the keys with you!" Mom shouted.



"Okay! See you soon." you replied.



As fast as your legs could get you, you ran to the location. It was a show that you've been looking forward to, and you can't believe you totally forgot about it because of the late night dramas. You internally facepalmed yourself.



As the traffic man flashed green, you cross the road in a brisk walk.


And then, it was all too sudden—a ear-deafening tire noise reveberated into your right ear, followed by a blinding light at the corner of your eyes. A car. A car was speeding towards you, and your nerves froze; legs standing rooted to the ground.



I'm going to die.



Closing your eyes tightly, you expected a heavy impact. However—



There wasn't. You feel something muscular pressing on your side.


Your last vision before falling unconscious was a face of a young man, framed by the gray hues of his silver hair. He was impossibly ethereal— his features were delicate yet incredibly stunning, it was so that it took all of your breath away. He almost resembled an god-sent angel that descended from heaven— he was this gorgeous.



But his imagery fades as your vision gets blurry, slowly.....you drift off to unconsciousness.....



When you woke up, you were in an unfamiliar bed. Opening your eyes and turning your head, there was the angel staring right back at you.



"Oh? You're awake...are you alright?" He shifted his body nearer to you, and you're shaken by his approach.


Since you didn't answer, the angel pauses, finally asking again.




"...is there something on my face?"



You were then pulled back to reality, the feeling of embarrassment rising in your chest. Did I just unintentionally stare at a hot guy?



"I-I'm fine...where..." your words came out stumbled.


He smiles sweetly at your reaction, which somehow— made a big impact on you.



"You're at my house.....you fainted. The doctor said you were fine, so I brought you back here first to rest. Can I call your family to let them know you're fine?" he rests his face on his palm, staring deeply into your eyes.



Shaken by his heavenly smile, you just nod, unable to think clearly. You get up from the bed, scanning the room for your phone. The angel notices and passes you your phone.



"Dial your family , I'll talk to them for you. Just rest in bed until you feel fine. " he insists.



You could only nod blankly, slipping back under the warm blankets.


For some reason, your heart is beating really fast. This guy makes your emotions go crazy, and you dont know why.


He goes to another room to talk to your mother. You hear him coming back after a while, attacking you yet again with his strangely stunning eye smile.



"It's all okay now. Do you want me to send you home?" he leans on the door frame.



Holy mother of macoroni. He's hot. Your eyes darted to his shirt that tightened around his biceps. You didn't take too long before you had to shake off that thought when he tilts his head in confusion.



"Uhm....." you stood up hastily from your bed, and bowing 90 degrees.



"Thank you very much for your help."



As if a cardiac arrest wasn't enough, he approaches you slowly from the door with half opened eyes and tousled hair. He then pushes his thumb against your chin, making you face him. You almost felt dizzy from the way he observed you.



"You're very welcome, beautiful. Let's go." he lets out a chuckle and turns around to leave the room, gesturing you to follow.



Is he seducing me? You stared incredulously at his figure in front of you, before catching up to him in small steps. Your hands reached to tug on his sleeve while walking alongside him.


"What's your name?"


"Jimin. Park Jimin. " he looks down and smirks at you. "you're Kim Sohye right?"



You nod, surprised that he knew. Probably your mom.


Jimin leads you to the front porch, the car keys dangling at the tip of his finger. You couldn't help but stare dumbly at his silverish hair parted almost too enticingly, emphasizing the mysterious aura that surrounded him.


The two of you settled down in the car, and soon headed to your house. It was even hard to breathe during the trip, since all you could notice was Jimin's gorgeous features. He leans an arm on the steering wheel casually, occasionally licking his dry lips and loosening his top button.


You begun to force yourself to focus on the task at hand. Quit staring, where's your sincererity?


"How can I repay you, Jimin?" your voice broke the silence, successfully releasing some of the tension in the atmosphere.


As the car stops at a red light, Jimin turns his body and stares at you, resting his arm on the steering wheel.


He then squints his face as if he is thinking hard, the sides of his lips curving into a playful smirk.



"How about giving me your number?"



You gulped. Didnt expect that at all.



Your hands reach your pocket to pull out your phone, in which he took it, types something and hands it back to you.



"This is my number. Message me later so I know its you."



"....alright." you nodded dumbly, still not processing the situation.


It seemed almost too soon when the car eventually reached your house gates, parked at the side. Your heart fell slightly at the disappointment of leaving.


"Be more careful next time, Sohye. I have to go back now— but it was nice knowing you." a slight chuckle escapes from his plump lips.


Another attack. You blinked flusteredly at him, not knowing how to react. But you didn't even have time to recover when his expression morphed into a more serious gaze.



"Sohye....just to ask— do you have a boyfriend?"



You immediately shake your head vigorously, implying a No way in hell.



Jimin's lips curved into a smile at your response. He turns back to face the front, running a hand across his hair. Your body was screaming to look away, but you couldn't - it was fixed on him.



Before you even understood what was going on, his face slowly inched closer to yours. You backed away slightly, alarmed by his sudden action.



His hand made their way to the sides of your face, gently removing something from your hair.



"There was a leaf in your hair."



F*ck, that is so embarrassing....you just look down to avoid his gaze.



"Why? Did you perhaps..." you can hear the smirk in his voice, making your already fluorescent red cheeks even redder. Jimin laughs slightly, carressing your head.



"Its time you get home baby. See you again."



And by the time you processed what he had addressed you as, you found yourself standing at the gates, facing the back of a car that droved away further off your line of sight.



Your happiness didnt last long. Right after he drove you home, you sent a text to him, but you never got any messages back.



Since then, Jimin had been occupying your mind every night. He seemed so....alluring. Even that would be an understatement. He was mysterious, yet in a good way.



A month already passed since that day. Packing up everything, you head to your new house.



The landlady welcomes you into the house. You started to unpack everything by yourself, the elder gravely apologetic for not being able to help.



There wasnt anyone you knew that was able to help with your moving too, so you're left struggling with large boxes and furniture to move. Ugh.



However— you were excited to meet your tenant. Will she be a nice, exciting person, or more of a studious and quiet girl? Theres many things you want to do together— girls' nights, parties, and maybe even sharing love stories at night.



The old lady leaves you alone with your wandering fantasies. Your feet brought you to your new bedroom, staring at the single king size bed that you have to share with your fellow roommate.




Suddenly, you hear a clicking noise, followed by footsteps. It must be the new tenant.




Hastily, you ran towards the entrance, and bowing 90 degrees, you greet them enthusiastically.



"Hello! Im the new tenant, nice to-



When you raised your head, a familiar face greets you— and your thoughts begin to spiral into madness.








"Park Jimin...."