Park Jimin's week ends on Thursdays. It's his crowning achievement as a senior, managing to arrange his schedule for no friday classes. He has bragged about this multiple time to his best friends and he appreciates their envy, but its weeks like this when he is the most thankful.

In short, hell week has just passed. Two midterms, one quiz, one project, all due in the span for three days. After his last exam, Jimin doesn't even make it home; he promptly settles into a comfy armchair in the library and passes the out for four hours. When he wakes up, its 4PM in the afternoon and he is refreshed and alive again.

As Jimin waits for the bus that goes back to his apartment, he can't help but hum to himself, head tilted back to soak up the fresh air and warm sun. Today is a perfect 70 degrees, a beautiful, beautiful start to his weekend.

Jimin takes the steps onto the bus two at a time when it arrives. His eyes are fixed on an incoming text on his phone, and he flings himself into the first empty seat he sees out of the corner of his eye. A moment later, the bus starts to move.

from kook: u hoe i've been trying to msg u for hours
from kook: i thought u died
from kook: if u die, i call dibs on your league account
from kook: actually on second thought, can u pls be dead

Jimin lets out a chuckle as he types back a reply.

to kook: hey fk u too
to kook: i took a nap after my exam and i just woke up
from kook: did u fail
to kook:  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
to kook: but yooo its the weekenddddddddddd

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