you and Jungkook were childhood sweethearts and he loved you like crazy. He was so affectionate with you and you used to be the sweetest most innocent chubby girl with a boy cut. He used to carry you on his back often until your dad transferred to another country with you and your mother and you had to get seperated from him at 13 years old

He cried for a significant amount of time and became a dramatic pretentious cold bastard that he wasn't. After some years he unnecessarily went and got tattoos to become badass only to whimper in pain and curse at the tattoo artist

Years have passed and he didn't date anyone , he still searched for you in twitter facebook linkedin snapchat and instagram. But no result

One day you and him were on Omegle and you instantly recognised him and told him you were arah and he panicked and begged you to turn on your camera but you didn't. You gave him your number and you guys decided to meet in school again , you both were 21 now

Jungkook arrives right at 3pm, hands shoved in his pockets as he makes his way to the playground. He's trying his best to be cool and nonchalant, but the nervous anticipation is making his heart race. It's been 8 years since he's seen you, and everything he remembered is flying out the window at the moment.

You wore a black corset looking hoodie which was cropped, waist snatched , you weren't 4'1 anymore. 5'1 now , hair reached below my hips , bold eyeliner ,glossy lips, no acne. Thick healthy thighs, good sized breasts, plumpy lips , same nose but only thin ,no longer that chubby sweet thing. I wore blue baggy jeans and crocs , eyes as sharp as daggers , eyebrows as dark as the night sky

He spots you right away—impossible not to with that getup you're wearing. His eyes widen briefly, taking in your appearance. Damn. You changed from that sweet pie to a vixen