[Park Jimin] Imagine - Mind Your Business
Pairing: Jimin x Reader x Jungkook (BTS Semi-Famous)
Genre: Drama & Romance
Summary: You are next in line to take over your family’s company. However, you do not want to run a company. You have no passion or experience for it. You want to sell it and live a normal status life. Your parents disagree and plan to send you Seoul at a boarding school that’ll set you straight.
You were pacing back and forth in your father’s office. Hands crossed while your thoughts are endless about why they had you released early from school.
The door clicks open and your head snaps to the direction a figure walks in through.
“Well?” You ask impatiently. Your father isn’t taken aback by your attitude, he knew how much you didn’t want to be separated from your friends.
“Take a seat.” Your father pointed at a leathered chair that looked way too cold to be sat on. You obeyed anyway.
“We know what you want to do with the company.” He sat in front of you and your face shrunk. You were waiting to tell them until they have officialy given you the certificate that the company was yours.
“How did you find out?” You spoke with the slightest string of confidence.
“You’ve forgotten we have ears everywhere Y/N. Especially in public when you hang out with those commoners.” His words offended you. You loved every single one of your friends.
“This is all because you wanted to go to a public school. You wanted to be normal. You neglected your inheirted power to be normal. And now you’re giving up everything you have just to be normal. Well, tell me Y/N, what is normal?”
“Normal is not having your parents forcing you into an engagement. Normal is not being forced into power. Normal is when your parents care more about their children than a company.” You spoke normally, not wanting to raise your voice at your father.
"What is this nonsense Y/N?“ He rubs his head in stress.
You didn’t want to be like them. You didn’t want to worry about a company or going bankrupt. You had no experience in business whatsoever. The best choice for you was to sell it over to someone who could manage it.
"I have no skills in business, how do you trust me to do this?” You look at your father.
"That’s why we’ve prepared this.“ He waves a pamphlet in his hand before throwing it on the table that separated both of you.
You look at it curiously, cautiously taking it. ‘Business School in Seoul’ You look at it horribly. You couldn’t believe your parents would want to send you off, across the ocean, because they cared about their company so much.
“It’s a boarding school in Seoul. One of my friends recommended it. He sends his son there and sees progress. I expect so much from you Y/N. Don’t let me down.” He spoke as if it were fine. He didn’t understand what you wanted.
You were left speech less. You didn’t know what to say.
“I won’t do it.” You say finally. Your father only smirks, clearly having something up his sleeve.
“If you don’t want your little normal friends to end up hurt, you will.” You were afraid of his threat. Your parents cared so much about this company, that they’d go low enough to hurt your friends.
“You should’ve gone to the private school we wanted you to. Then this never would have happened. And now, you get to go to a boarding school.” He only rubbed it more in your face.
“You already have me engaged to someone I’ve never met, how much father are you going to push and control my life?” You stood up and raised your voice.
“I am willing to push as hard as I can to get you to realize what you were born to do.” Your father lowers his voice and you only scoff.
With that, you storm out of his office and slam the door behind you.
TWO DAYS LATER
“I could take these.” You tell the chauffeur who was managing your bags carefully. “You always were so humble Miss Y/N.” He smiles and politely rejects your offer.
“This is where you’ll be staying. The dormitory is in the east wing, and the campus is in the west wing. It’s an international school, so don’t worry about not speaking Korean.” Your manager, Sunny, explained.
You sigh heavily in response. “And, I know you won’t enjoy this, but -” Sunny was afraid to continue her sentence.
“Say it.” You said boldly.
“Your fiancé attends this college, so your father set up a dorm for you two.” She squints her eyes, preparing for a tantrum.
“Are you serious?” Your mood goes from worst to worse. “You’re almost 19 Y/N, please consider your future.” Sunny tries to reason with you.
You had no interest in arguing over a topic you’ve been fighting over half of your life.
The campus looked cold, it was probably Seoul’s bitter weather. There were students in uniforms, chatting and laughing. Most of them looked wealthy and uptight.
“All of them are money hungry.” You say underneath your breath. You knew you weren’t going to get along with many students here.
“Do you want us to guide you to your dorm?” Sunny asks as men continually take your luggage to it.
“I’ll just follow them. I want to check it out alone.” You hinted her to leave and she silently nods.
You follow the men who were taking your luggage to your new home. You walk into the large, modern looking building. It was a uni-sex dormitory. You look up and examine your surroundings. It seemed luxurious and over the top. It was like a 5 star hotel.
“You new here?” A voice makes you come back to your senses. You look at who the voice belonged to. It was a tall male with dark brown eyes and faded orange hair. He was holding a bouquet of flowers, clearly for someone else.
“Yes.” You fix your posture as you read his name tag, Park Jimin.
“I think you have the wrong school. The community college is that way.” He points out the door and you become immediately offended. “Excuse me?”
You notice your wardrobe and it was casual compared to the expensive uniform you haven’t ordered yet.
“Do you not speak English?” He crosses his arms. “What’s your problem, Tangerine?” You tease his hair color and his seems offended.
“At least I have more sense in fashion.” He counters.
“Did I order a glass of your opinion?” He scoffs at your remark, “Are you really this childish?”
Someone taps your shoulder and you face the person, it was Sunny. “Y/N, really shouldn’t argue with him?” She says through gritted teeth.
“Why? This lowlife was being rude first.” You point at him. He rolls his eyes, and starts walking past you.
“That lowlife is your fiancé.”
Both you and him freeze. He turns around slowly and looks at you. Both of you shared the same shocked expression. “You’re Y/N?” He asks.
You didn’t answer. You were shocked that the rude person was the one your father chose for you.
“These are for you then.” He smirks sarcastically, handing you the flowers.
You don’t take them, instead you walk back outside the dormitory.
Author’s Note: Don’t worry! I will make this a series, however, I want to get a good feel on how many people would read and enjoy this! So please don’t be a silent reader and like and comment! (: