Chapter 39
"No… why would I?" I asked.
My mouth was trembling.
She stared at me for a few seconds.
"Oh."
"He is just a friend. Nothing else,"i said calmly.
She nodded like she agreed with me
But…
Do I like him?
Why does my heart react whenever his name is mentioned?
Why did it hurt seeing her on that bike with him?
Why did Yoongi hugging me feel… safe?
My head was a mess.
*****
Jimin's POV
I kept staring at those fake couple.
Yoongi and Ara.
Laughing.
Acting sweet.
Holding hands like it was real.
Yoongi has been getting on my nerves lately.If he thinks he is making me jealous
He is.
He really is.
I don't even know what this feeling is.
Anger?
Jealousy?
Fear?
I want it to end.
But at the same time…
I don't want to lose her.
But we had a deal.
A stupid deal.
Then my phone rang.
That call.
The one that might change my life.
It was from BigHit.
From HYBE.
I stared at the screen for a long time before answering.
Maybe…
Maybe I should stop dreaming.
Maybe I should just become what my dad wants.
Take over his company.
Be a "good son."
Be perfect.
Like Yoongi.
After that, I rode my bike to HYBE.
I parked at the corner.
The building looked huge.
Cold.
Serious.
Inside, there were many trainees.
Some were crying.
Some were smiling.
Some were hugging each other.
Dreams were breaking.
Dreams were starting.
I walked to the information desk.
"I'm looking for Bang…"
"Oh, BigHit Entertainment? Fifth floor," the lady said.
I thanked her and went up.
He was there.
Sitting comfortably.
Smiling like he knew I would come.
"Good. You came. Take a seat," he said.
I sat down.
He looked kind.
Not like the rumors.
I took a deep breath.
"Sir… I don't think I'll be joining the group anymore."
I expected him to be angry.
To shout.
To ask for money.
Instead.....
He laughed.
"Mr. Park will never change," he said.
My heart froze.
"You know my dad?"
"Who doesn't? He wants you to take over his company, right? For reputation."
How does he know everything?
"You don't have to let others control your life," he continued.
"Follow your dream."
"I…"
"It would be an honor to have you on the BTS team," he said.
"You have everything we need. Visual. Voice. Stage presence."
My dream.
Right in front of me.
And I'm about to throw it away?
"You need time?" he asked.
I nodded slowly.
"Take your time. We'll wait."
He poured whisky into his glass.
Calm.
Like he already knew my answer.
I left the building.
Rode my bike.The wind hit my face.
Maybe…
Maybe I should be Park Jimin.
Not Mr. Park's son.
I reached my house.
Then my eyes moved to Minju's house across the street.
The room light was off at first.
Then the curtain moved.
Minju appeared at the window.
She looked down.
At me.
Then.....
Ara walked into the frame beside her.
She smiled.
And waved at me.
My heart beat faster.
But instead of waving back....
I opened the gate.
And walked toward Minju's house.
Heart pounding.
Breathing heavy.
Tonight…
.