Prologue

Park Jimin.
Light of my life,Gasoline to my fire. My angel,My love.
Park Ji-Min
Three Syllables.
Three syllables that taste like candy in my mouth.
He was Jimin. Plain Jimin. Standing 5'9 in the kitchen,way to early in the morning. He was Jimin in sock shoes. He was Jimin in group,too kind to others. He was Jungkook on the dotted line,
But in my arms,he was always Jimin. Plain Jimin.