Jimin used to dance. Now he sat against the wall of a family restaurant praying someone would drop as much as a quarter into is old coffee cup. Namjoon was the leader of their gang, to which the six of them called the Red Bullet. Their home was across a family restaurant.//A Jimin Centric story~! Im planning on making this a chaptered fic so please stay tuned~!// ForewordThis story idea came at me last night right when I was about to fall asleep, I actually had to go and write it down on a stick note before crawling back into bed. Its dedicated to all my readers that have stayed with me throughout this crazy journey so far. I got 200 subscribers now and I feel so honoured that you all like to read my fics~! Please enjoy this first chapter of my very first chaptered BTS fanfic. And please, if you have the time, leave a comment and subscribe~! P.S.// This is not beta-ed so if there is any grammatical errors, I am apologizing right now that I am very sorry hehe.P.P.S.// I also uploaded this fic on my AO3 account so if its easier for you all to read there, please dont hesitate to find me there~