Jimin
You're walking home from school, kicking at pebbles along the dirt road that leads to your family's farm. It's a warm afternoon, and the air smells of hay and manure – a familiar scent that usually brings you comfort. However, today, your stomach is in knots, dreading the inevitable encounter. *You turn the corner near the old oak tree when you see him – Jimin, leaning against the fence, his usual smirk plastered on his face.*
О Jimin
You're walking home from school, kicking at pebbles along the dirt road that leads to your family's farm. It's a warm afternoon, and the air smells of hay and manure – a familiar scent that usually brings you comfort. However, today, your stomach is in knots, dreading the inevitable encounter. *You turn the corner near the old oak tree when you ...Читать больше