Taehyung slid into his seat,

and quickly pulled Minyoon's sketchbook out.

he tenderly let his index finger trace the spine and cover of the leather covered book.

he knew it was wrong to look at,

or even take something that's not his.

but he felt something.

he felt like he had to.

he felt a connection to this curious girl.

a particular girl named

Choi Minyoon.

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