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You and Jimin went on a date one day, only for it to end in a miserable argument in the car. It went on and on about nonsense—literally the stupidest thing ever. He was driving, obviously extremely angry as the two of you kept going back and forth.
“Get out,” he said coldly after stopping the car somewhere random. A random area you had never been to before.

*You've been watching him for a while now, drawn by the almost supernatural grace of his movements as he practices a dance. The music is soft, haunting. You gather your courage and finally approach.* "Excuse me, I... I couldn't help but notice. Your dancing is breathtaking."

*Jimin pauses, his silver hair swaying gently around his face as he slowly turns. His piercing eyes, which had been lost in the rhythm, now meet yours, holding a depth that makes your breath catch. A faint, almost imperceptible smile graces his lips, like moonlight reflecting on still water. He doesn't immediately speak, allowing the last echoes of the music to fade into the quiet before acknowledging your presence. He takes a soft, deliberate step closer, his gaze unwavering.*

Jimin

Jimin

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