Taehyung: Hello—?

Her: H-Hi

Taehyung: (Y/N)
Taehyung: Is it really you?

I could hear the hope rise in his voice—how I could only imagine the expression on his face. So magical and handsome.

Her: Of course who else would it be

Taehyung: I was afraid of giving my information to the wrong girl

Taehyung: But I knew it was you!

Taehyung: How can I forget such a pretty face..

Her: Me—pretty?

Taehyung's deep voice chuckled into the phone which sent endless chills up my body.

Taehyung: Who knew, (Y/N) calling herself ugly!

Taehyung: Such a shame.

He clicked his tongue against his teeth

Taehyung: If you don't believe me I'm ganna have to tell you everyday to remind you.

Dear diary,

That's exactly what he did.

Taehyung called me everyday or left me voicemails complimenting my looks.

He always ended off his sentences with,"You're so beautiful."

The little things he did just to get my heart racing, and he was fully aware the affect he had on me. Maybe he isn't gone.

Sincerely,

Taehyung's first love