You're on your way to your last day of work. Miri sighs next to you as you walk hand in hand.

"I can't believe you're leaving me to go back to Seoul." She pouts looking down at the floor. And you feel a lump form in your thought.

"Don't say it like that." You say in a small voice.

"I'm really happy for you though Y/N-ah. I was really rooting for you and Jungkook since I first saw you two together."

"Gosh! You're so cheesy. Maybe tone down on the K-drama?" You smile at your best friend.

You come to stop in front on the café. As the sunlight catches Miri's necklace it beings to sparkle, and that's what you notice the small dove for the first time. "Is that new? I've never seen you wear it before."

Her hand immediately moves to the pendant, a small smile on her lips.

"It looks good on you. Like it was made for you.." You have a feeling that necklace had meaning. Embracing her tightly you say, "Okay, I got to go. Be a good girl."

Miri waves as she watches you push open the glass double doors and enter. Turning on her heels she begins to walk back home. It was her off-day and she had nothing to do but go he and watch K-drama, despite your prior warning.

Something pokes her head making her stop in her tracks. Looking down at her feet she sees a paper plane, its tip a little damaged. Picking it up she's ready to throw it away, mutter to herself about children littering the place, when she sees black letters on the paper. Curiousity seizes her hand as it

Turns out I like cheese more than I thought.

-Jimin.

Miri's heart leaps with hope as she reads the familiar name. She looks around for him.

"I'm sorry that wasn't supposed to poke your head." You turn around to see him leaning against a wall, hands in his pocket. He smiles as she turns and his eyes catch the necklace she has on. "I guess nothing goes to plan for me when it concerns a beautiful girl."

Miri tilts her head in amusement at this new personality she had no clue this man possessed.

Jimin wakes up to her, "You're looking at me weird."

"I'm a little confused. I met a man a week ago who looks exactly like you sir, he even had the same as you.. buuut.. I didn't think he had such a personality." Her tone is teasing, so is the smile on her lips.

"Maybe that man you met was just a tired version of the real thing."

Miri laughs, a sound that Jimin finds as warm as a summer's day. "Well, I'm glad I got a chance to meet the real thing."

"Pleasure is all mine." Jimin bows dramatically. "But I must say, you have given me quite an headache an the past week."

"Me?" Miri places a hand on her chest, sensing a change in the teasing mood.

"Yes you, miss." Jimin raises an eyebrow. "I couldn't stop feeling stupid for not asking the name of the younger lady who gave me such useful advice when I needed it the most."

"I believe her name's Song Miri."

"Finally!" He sketches his arms out triumphantly. "I really wanted to meet you again."

Miri can see the redness of his cheeks but she doesn't stop pulling his leg. "And why is that?"

"To thank you."

"You already did. I remember well enough you saying those two words: 'Thank you'.

"But that's hardly enough." Jimin protests. "Can I treat you to a meal, please?"

"Are you asking me out on a date?" She raises both eyebrows this time.

"Oh. No.. I mean.. just a meal. I mean you eat food right? It's not a date, I promise." Jimin stutters, growing more and more embarrassed with every word he speaks.

"Sure."

"What!?" He looks at her, waiting for he to tell him she joking but she doesn't. "I wasn't really excepting you to say yes."

"Wise individuals don't say no to free food." Miri says looking proud.

"Those are also the individuals who get kidnapped easily." Jimin states, to which Miri merely smiles.

Now, seated in Jimin's car and heading towards a restaurant of his choice Miri looks out at the street.

Jimin clears his throat grabbing her attention. "The necklace looks good on you."

"Oh." Miri glances down at the dove that she's grown to like quite a bit. "It must feel weird seeing me wear it, knowing it was meant for someone else."

"To be honest, it doesn't. It suits you." Jimin says he eyes trained on the road. "I don't even know who that was meant for. When I bought it I told the lady it was meant for someone special. I don't know who that is anymore."

Miri doesn't know what to say. She feels a weird energy churn within her.

"I like the way it looks on you. As if if was meant for you." Jimin says smiling at her.