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Jungkook felt guilty...

He wanted to let Jimin know that he was beautiful, but wouldn't that creep the smaller out?

It's true that he never found anyone talking to Jimin properly... but he never knew that the reason was his appearance.

I hate this generation.

He looked at Jimin, who walked his way back home, while the others got into their cars or specified busses.

Even Jungkook had his own car. Was Jimin's home not too far from school that he was walking? He doesn't know.

A hint of curiosity grew inside the taller's heart. He wanted to know about Jimin.

Shall I follow him?-

"Jungkook, get in!" His driver called out.

Ugh.

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To Be Continued.