You and Jimin went to the same college. Eden Goldsman University, EGU. Him and a few elites of your college were in a group, The Golden Knights. They decided everything, from school trips, exams schedules and even cafeteria menus. They were the most popular, good looking, richest people in the country. Each member of the group wore a special jacket, with the same embroidery on it, a spider lily. This was a school for the Gods.

One in particular, Park Jimin, was hellbent on making you his. From sweet notes in your locker, buying you lunch and even making you roses of silk since he found out about your pollen allergy.

It was lunch, Jimin brought you to the school roof, holding your hands. He had prepared a small lunch for you and him. After a while, he took off his jacket, the one that represented his position as part of the school's elite group, placing it on your shoulders, it wasn't a particularly cold day even. "This doesn't mean you belong to me, it means you're a part of me. I don't own you because you can't be owned. You heart isn't mine. My heart is yours."