The Boy Next Door

Taehyung P.O.V

I can't believe my luck. It's not luck. It's a miracle. Out of all the house in all the neighbourhoods in Seoul, I'm going to live next door to Park Jimin...

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I see his red hair in the window at night. I'm trying to get his attention but he can't hear me. I opened my window and threw buttons at Jimin's window. Hope he doesn't get mad. 

Jimin notices the sound. OMG! I quickly grabbed my whiteboard and scribbled a message:

Hi, Cutie...

Jimin immediately blushed, which (if possible) made him look even cuter. I saw him look for paper and a pen. He wrote this:

Hi, Hottie...

I could now feel my face burning up.

My new house is next to yours.

I noticed.

Can we be friends? 

I now felt there was steam coming out of my ears. My face might be the same as a tomato.

I thought we were already friends?

We are?

Yes!

Can we exchange numbers?

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