I'm going to be entering this in a collaboration challenge with my friend who does art in writers amino and art amino. So I'll be more focused on this story for it.
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"So... you met a ghost... and don't know where he is from?" Jin asked the very next day as all six sat down in Yoongi's apartment.

Yoongi nodded, "Correct. It's the first time I ever saw him."

"Go find him if you're interested, I'm pretty sure he isn't far." Taehyung said.

"You're right. I should. You guys stay here while I go." Yoongi got up and ran around the apartment searching until he found an apartment that was blocked off with police tape and detectives around.

"What's going on?" Yoongi asked one of the detectives who was named Kim Minha.

"A young boy who just moved here a couple days ago died yesterday morning. We're trying to find out how." Detective Kim explained.

"H-how old was the boy?"

"Twenty one." She answered.

"What was his name?" Yoongi asked. He wanted to know if it was Jimin.

"We're not allowed to-"

"I'm his friend. My friend died yesterday. I want to know if this is the right place." The black haired boy had lied.

"Oh. His name was Park Jimin."

Yoongi nodded, "That's him... may I look inside? Thanks!" He went under the tape and went inside without permission.

Jimin was right there like he suspected.

"Meet me later on the roof. I'm about to get into huge trouble if I'm caught." Yoongi told him and dashed out before the cops could catch him.

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"Wear your best suit." Namjoon joked when Yoongi was about to walk out and head to the roof.

"This is my best suit."

"That's just ripped tight black jeans and a hoodie. " Jungkook pointed out.

"Really? I thought it was a dress." Yoongi rolled his eyes, "You guys can leave my apartment. I may be a while."

"But your apartment is cozy." Taehyung whined.

"It's technically my rich ass parents apartment and if they come all of a sudden to find you here, they'll get pissed at me. So go." Yoongi ordered then left.

When he arrived at the roof, he saw Jimin sitting down with his knees to his chest.

"Hey, Jimin." Yoongi sat next to him, "I found out you just died yesterday. So you're new to all this shit, aren't you?"

Jimin nodded, "I'm very new. And I knew I hated it the first moment I realized I was a ghost yesterday morning."

"How? I mean... how'd you die?" Yoongi decided to ask.

"Isn't that a little personal?" Jimin sadly chuckled, "How can you see ghosts, anyway?"

Yoongi just shrugged, "I honestly don't know. I think it runs in my family. My dad can see ghosts too. But he makes money off of pretending to be a psychic when in reality, the client's close dead relative is telling him about the client. He's rich off of it."

"You're living in apartments for people with a lot of money and you don't seem to have a job so did your dad buy it for you?" Jimin tilted his head as he asked.

"No. My mom is the chairman for a company. She got me it. And so you know, I do have a job." Yoongi scoffed.

"What job?"

"Working as a waiter in a restaurant. Anyway, I answered your questions. It's time for you to answer mine." Yoongi said, resting his knee on his lap and leaning on his hand.

"I'd rather not. I'm not even close to you." Jimin shook his head.

"Fine then. Let's get closer. I usually don't hang out with ghosts but you're different. You're not trying to annoy me like all the others. Wanna meet up at my restaurant tomorrow at two pm?"

"I don't know where it is."

Yoongi sighed, "I would text you the address but that's not possible. Will you remember the address if I tell you."

"Most likely not."

"Okay... then let's meet at-"

"At the fountain in the lobby. Then we can go from there." Jimin suggested.

"Yeah. There. Do you not know Seoul that well?" Yoongi questioned.

"I just moved here two days ago from Busan and died yesterday. No, I don't know Seoul that well." Jimin said.

"That's why you speak in dialect." Yoongi nodded his head, understanding, "I'm from Daegu but moved here after high school."

"I didn't ask." Jimin told him.

"And I felt like telling you. Weird, I usually don't care." Yoongi then looked at the time on his phone, "I need to go. I have to wake up at five am so I should go get sleep. See you tomorrow at the fountain around two pm."

"Alright... hyung."

"How'd you know I was older?" Yoongi asked as he stood up.

"How'd you know I was younger?"

"I asked the detectives how old you were." Yoongi answered.

"And I overheard you guys talking in your apartment. The guy with the windshield laugh said something about your age."

"Ah. That's Jin hyung. Well, I'll go now. Bye." And with that, Yoongi had left.

Jimin smiled to himself, happy that he could make a living friend even though he was dead.

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