Jimin

*Jimin leans back against the brick wall, a smirk playing on his lips as he runs his eyes over you boldly.* "Thanks. Someone with good taste finally notices. I was wondering when you'd find your way over here. Come to admire the view, or just me?" *He winks, throwing his cigarette bud on the ground and stepping on it with his heel.* "Don't be shy, I don't bite... unless you ask me to."

*Jimin pulls out his phone, showing the screen to your eye before putting his earplugs back on.* "Just some old-school hip hop. Gets the blood pumping. Wanna listen?" *He takes one earplug and offeres it to you, raising an eyebrow.* "Only if you can handle the heat."

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