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Namjun Part        

Hello...my name is "Kim Namjoon". Handsome, rich dad, model body *pretentious handsome* hehe.

Erm...then why do I have to present myself like this?-*- Let's get to the point.

I mean, I have a career as a songwriter? So....Um, no. I still don't dare call it that.

No, it's because I still can't compose songs well enough to meet the president's wishes.

I became a trainee songwriter at this record label approximately It's been 2 months.

It's my messy friend Jung Hoseok. It took a demo of a song I had written and recorded it to play.

Came to listen to the president of the camp where he was a trainee. Then it accidentally hit the president's ear.

He said he liked my style of music. So he invited me to come in and try being a trained songwriter.

Watching here, I thought it was interesting and gave me some experience. So I'd like to try it out a bit.

The story is like this, isn't it long? But the problem right now is that the president gave

The song question came to me and I wanted to write a song inspired by love at first sight, but I didn't.

I wanted it to sound like a normal love song. The work is coming in!! Well, I've never been in love before.

I used to just look at girls for fun, but I've never encountered this kind of love at first sight. Then I will give you inspiration.

Where did it come from? And if I succeed in composing this song within this month? I would be

Really a full-fledged songwriter Kim Namjoon, you have to do it.

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“Hey..Namjoon, if it's so difficult for you, try finding your first love. It might help you.

You can compose this song successfully."

The last words the president said before I was left in the middle of....the conference room.

Wow, is it really that easy to find? And what kind of bastard are they called?

That love at first sight? Sigh!

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Alice Table Cafe

“Park Jimin, Jiminnie, where is mommy's troublemaker?”

Mrs. Park's voice calls out to her mischievous son. to help put away the coffee table

Even though today is a weekday, there aren't many customers coming to drink coffee and drinks.

Maybe it's because of the hot weather outside. So people want to come in and get cool air conditioning.

You can listen to music comfortably in the store.

"Yes, Mom, I'm here."

A small figure hurriedly ran out from the back of the store, afraid that her mother would call for her again.

“Where did you go, son? Didn't you hear me calling you?"

Mrs. Park asked her own son curiously. Because normally Park Jimin is hardly a bitch.

It used to disappear from the counter. School is now on break. So her son came.

Help work at the shop which receives wages that are no different from employees in the store

"That's how it is. Because I heard this, so I ran over. If I don't hear you, will I come and find my mother?

Hee hee hee!” The naughty boy stood and laughed at his own words.

"Are you telling me that you're a bitch? Now, the bigger it gets, the more it annoys us. Is it a good idea to deduct the pocket money?"

"No, no, no, no, I won't tell your mother again."

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"Heh heh," the mother shook her head fondly at her mischievous son.

"So, what were you doing just now?"

"Tie up your shoelaces." The little man replied with a proud expression on his face.

"Oh, I'm really excited about these shoes. Since I bought it, my mother has seen me stringing hundreds of shoelaces.

It's already around."

"Well, I bought it with my own hard work, huh>< Look at how cute it is, Mom. The noonas in the store told me to wear them.

This pair of shoes is so cute. I'm so shy." -/-

“Then why are we proud of praise for being cute? Men must like to be told how handsome they are, how cool they are.

So, isn't it?"

"Oh, these days girls like cute guys. Look, mom, bright yellow, cute, suitable for

Park Jimin is the best. "Punging punging"

The little person spoke and made cute aegyo gestures at his mother, not knowing that there was some kind of mysterious energy.

like he's looking at him

"I'm really delusional. Go and help mom put away the table outside. The customer will come soon.

There's no table to sit at."

"A cruel mother never saw the cuteness of her own child."-3-

"Deducting pocket money..."

"Okay, it's gone, Mrs. Park kekekeke."

“Oh, I'm sorry.” Park Jimin opened the door to go collect a table outside the restaurant but

Opened and collided with a tall man standing behind the store door.

(Standing in the doorway with a confused expression on your face, Titan Man.) The little man thought to himself.

“Hello, would you like to buy coffee? Please come inside."

(Quiet -*- If you tell me you didn't come buy me coffee, dad will scold you.) The little body moaned and snored in his heart. /What kind of person is really moody? *What the writer thinks*

"So, hyung...my name is Namjoon. Er, hyung..can I have a little katok for you?"

.................................................. .................................................. .................................................. .................................................. ........................Guess many points instead of Park Jimin's or Kim Namjoon's feelings?

Paulo isn't finished yet.

Wow, first fic? Maybe write this response myself. Write continuously, finding nothing. I want to read a fic by Nam Nam and Nong Ming Ming. I can't find it anywhere, so I'm trying to make it myself in a scrappy way. Anyone who has read it, if you don't like it, just let it pass. But if anyone likes it a little, please leave a comment for him. He will have encouragement and pressure to continue writing in a rubbish style.

It was actually intended to be a shock fiction. But now I've changed my mind and want to write short episodes and will try it. Shit!/I don't know how to make faces.

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