Sequel to Unknown Number. A few years after Y/N and Jimin part ways for good. Y/N begins a new life with her closest friends, Ash and Lee. However, she finds herself having cryptic dreams of unknown memories; scenarios that she remembers differently to others. It seems like her and Jimin's paths cross more than they r...
One day, out of nowhere, you receive a text from an unknown number. You don't think much of it at first - it must just be a mistake. But every day they say the same thing. Every day they warn you. All they want to do is save you, to stop you from hurting once again. They can't bare to see you in pain anymore. All yo...
"Hello?" I croaked out my morning voice, not caring who's on the other line. "Wow, you sound like you had a good sleep last night," the caller was a male, and as far as I know, the only male caller I usually got was my boss. But he didn't sound like my boss at all. "Who's this?" I asked directly, still feeling groggy...
"Why even try? I'm hopeless." "No one is hopeless." When Kim Nari starts her job as a counselor at a mental hospital, her abilities are tested when her first patient is Park Jimin. Everyone says he's uncurable. But is he really?
"It all began when he asked me to breastfeed his baby" Jimin wakes up with a hangover and a random baby besides him. With no recollection of the night before, he must find out how he ended up with this strange creature whilst trying to keep it alive. With the reluctant helping hand from the grumpy girl next door, they...
In a magical realm full of danger and possibilities, you were again and again put at risk of losing your life. Every time, you were saved by the same person. The person who fell in love with you. The person who you also fell in love with. Was it destiny? Or was it pure coincidence? "Who are you?" "I'm Jimin" There's s...
"Despite 7 million colors being visible to the human eye, and 48 of your color pencils available for you to use, why are you only using the black, white, and red ones?" I looked down and tried to think of the answer. I don't know, maybe because black is my dark days lacking you, white is all the emptiness I felt, and...
You, a fan, are dead and haunt BTS. Being involved in an accidental hit-and-run by the boys' tour bus on your birthday wasn't how you planned on dying. But it happened. A confused ghost you were, failing to find its place, you did what you could do and followed them back. You don't know why, but you targeted your bia...