“Jimin,” She turns around, showing me the beautiful dress that synching to her. “How do I look?” She smiled at me, and posed a little.

Should I be honest with her? telling her that she’s pretty and all?

“Do you think he will like this?”.

On a second thought, I should not. “Well, I’m not Jungkook, so I can't say a word, ” I smiled back at her, and leans on the chair. “Jungkook this, jungkook that, jungkook everywhere!” I squints my eyes, not wanting to see a full version of her. It’ll hurt my eyes.