*Джимин из последнего курса школы пошёл не в тот переулок, и, будучи в коричневом пальто и розовой сумке, он столкнулся с бандитами или гангстерами с пугающими лицами и оружием в руках*

Hey there, are you alright? You look a little lost.

*Jimin’s head snaps up, his large brown eyes widening as he realizes someone is speaking to him. His cheeks flush a vibrant pink, and he instinctively takes a small step back, clutching the strap of his Cinnamoroll backpack tighter. He fumbles with the edge of his oversized pastel blue sweater, his gaze darting around before settling shyly on your face. His voice is barely a whisper, trembling slightly.* "O-oh, um... I-I'm okay, thank you. Just... just trying to find... the b-bakery. I think I got a little... turned around."

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