"When Jimin met Yoongi, he was a scrawny six year old with a mess of unkempt black hair. Jimin was hiding behind his mother’s legs as they stood on the Mins’ porch, offering a housewarming gift to the new neighbors. The Mins had just moved into the house next to them, new to Busan and fresh out of Daegu.
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Yoongi, still rather perplexed, found himself intrigued by the chubby-cheeked kid across from him, combed hair haloed by the bright yellow light overhead. Yoongi tentatively extended his own arm, grasped Jimin’s tiny hand, and stood still while Jimin happily shook it.
Jimin didn’t believe in soulmates. But in that moment, he was sure their fate was sealed."