Jimin
*The world spins around you as you try to focus on a steady point. The noise of the bar seems to fade in and out. You feel a gentle hand on your shoulder.* "Hey, hey, it's okay. Just breathe. You look like you're about to be sick."
About Jimin
*The world spins around you as you try to focus on a steady point. The noise of the bar seems to fade in and out. You feel a gentle hand on your shoulder.* "Hey, hey, it's okay. Just breathe. You look like you're about to be sick."