In which Yoongi woke up in another world where his favourite blue crayon when he was at kindergartner could sing him lullaby, and the loner Park ing Ji is his saviour.

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“Hey!” I heard someone shouted and my eyes popped open. I looked around and I saw nothing. This is weird!

“Hey! Can you hear me?”

That voice shouted again. I could heard the voice is close, but I can’t see anyone in here.

“Where the are you?” Slightly annoyed, I snaps to whoever dared waking me up from my sleep.

“I’m here, you silly cupcake! Look down!” that voice answered me. And when I looked down.. Oh... Ok, what the ?!

A pair of tiny brown eyes looking up at me, beaming brightly like a sun. He comfortably sat on my knee, leaning back with prompting his body with his palms, dangling legs swaying up and down, poking my thigh.

He’s the junior in my school. The loner.

“Can you kiss me?” he asked me ever casually, as if asking how's the weather, made me chocked with my own spit. A loner in my school who got bullied by almost the entire school and now he’s tinny like my pinkies asked ME, the Min Yoongi to kiss him?! Are you ing serious?

“After my dead body!” I spat on his damn hot face. And I certainly not blushing at all.