Jimin's POV

It's been a week since Seulgi and I were seated beside each other yet we have never conversed. Yet. Random events happened, we got quite well-known, our music was discovered by many, and now girls swoon over us. Not that I'm bragging but those words came exactly from their mouths.

"ChimChiiiiim oppa!" said the stranger. I guess she's an eighth grader. 

I glanced at her and she let out a loud squeak. My eardrums almost cracked, y'know.

"Omo! You stared at me," stared is an overstatement, kiddo. I wanted to tell her that but instead, I flashed a small smile.

I said, "Kid, divert your focus onto your priorities, like your studies, family, and praising God instead of giving me and the members your full attention. There are more important things to do and attend to rather than spending your time getting our attention. You don't have the need to squeal, just a simple 'hi' or wave would do."

The cafeteria went silent, but it was a good silence. As if people were awaken to treat us without any difference. 

"Nae, oppa. You really are an angel! I'll carry your words in my heart and follow your life lessons. Now it has been proven, you're more than just a talented kid with a pretty face, but you also have a kind heart and thoughtful mind."

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Seulgi's POV

Jimin's words were an eye-opener. I understood what he tries to convey immediately since we're from the same field. The girl's words were true, as well. He's more than just a pretty face. 

"Seulgi-ssi, Jimin will melt if you continue to stare. I know he has an angelic face but stop ogling, it's quite creepy," Wendy commented.

"Aniyo! I am not. He has a perfect face indeed, but I won't ever stare at a man. Especially a man like him. It'd be too painful to repeat history," I mumbled the last part but I think Yeri heard it as she is seated beside me.

Riiiiiing! Riiiiiiiing!

As if on cue, the school bell rang, indicating that reces