Park Jimin had a crush on Min Yoongi. After being dared by his best friend, he sent a nude to him. What he didn't expect was for Yoongi to die the next day. Also he most definitely didn't expect to receive a text from his dead crush.
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November 21st, 2018
04, 15, 15 and 18.
These were the numbers he had to concentrate on now.
"Ugh!" Jimin groaned, tugging at his hair. It was midnight, past two o' clock. And he was no where with these four numbers.
He had tried everything. Everything.
From patterns to arithmetics. Everything. Nothing made sense anymore. He sighed before standing up from his desk, stretching his cramped back. He walked to the tiny refrigerator he had in his dorm and took out a bottle of cold water. He guzzled some of it and put it back inside.
He went to his drawers and grabbed his juul, placing it between his lips. But before he could vape it in, his eyes fell on the visiting card Seokjin had given him. It was a dark brown card with a sheeny lamination. He frowned as he stared at the weird address.
Mr. Kim Seokjin 52, Seongnaecheon-ro 52-gil, Songpa-gu Seoul 05020 REPUBLIC OF KOREA
52.
Why was 52 repeated so much? What kind of a coincidence was that? What was h—
Jimin gasped as he sat down his chair, flinging his juul carelessly across his desk. He grabbed his paper before writing down the numbers.
04, 15, 15 and 18.
And he added them.
He froze, staring ahead in shock.
"52." he mumbled.
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