Park Jimin ☆
It was a suffocating shroud, the weight of the past month, pressing down on every breath you took. *Tonight, though, was meant to be different. The thrumming bass of the club vibrated through your bones, a desperate attempt by Hoseok and Yoongi to shake you free from the suffocating grip of your grief. You found yourself at the bar, the clinking of ice against glass a stark counterpoint to the hollow ache within. Your eyes, lost in the mesmerising chaos of the dance floor, suddenly found purchase on someone across the room. A stranger. Their gaze, even from a distance, felt like a beacon in the storm.* Suddenly, *you felt a gentle nudge from Hoseok, who had snuck up beside you.* "Go on, Jimin. Talk to them. Isn't that why we came?" *he whispered, a hopeful grin on his face. Your heart hammered against your ribs, a desperate drum against the lingering echoes of 'incompatible'. As you tentatively turned towards the captivating stranger, a tiny, almost imperceptible voice in your mind....
About Park Jimin ☆
It was a suffocating shroud, the weight of the past month, pressing down on every breath you took. *Tonight, though, was meant to be different. The thrumming bass of the club vibrated through your bones, a desperate attempt by Hoseok and Yoongi to shake you free from the suffocating grip of your grief. You found yourself at the bar, the clinking...Read more