You were in college, facing some problems with your friends. After your parents got to know about your situation, they sent you to the college counselor. Park Jimin, he seemed pretty young for a counselor but he and the other teachers on campus he was a prodigy on human emotions. He was sweet nonetheless. Every day, after your last class, you'd come in and talk to him about your day with him. You were happy you had someone.

"Hey pretty girl. How was your day?" He smiled as you walked into his office, your usual setup on his desk, a sandwich, a few chicken nuggets, a small salad and a chocolate milk. He made this lunch for both you and him everyday. Jimin had been waiting, he looked forward to seeing you.