Chapter 1

They say, love is blind. I disagree. Infatuation is blind. Love is all seeing and accepting.

Love is seeing all flaws and blemishes and accepting them. Love is accepting the bad habits and mannerisms and working around them. Love is recognising all the fears and insecurities and knowing your role is to comfort. Love is working through all the challenges and painful times. Infatuation is fragile and will shatter when it's not perfect.

Love is strong and it strengthens because it is real.

But on perspective of each and every single person, love can be blind. But for me it's visible, I am really sad that I can't see through my eyes. But still I can see that love through my heart even if my eyes are closed.

Well I being able to look at the person who I love, I impossible right? It's my fates problem that I born this way. I am not able to see. I am not worried that I am not able to see at something else...but I am afraid of the fact that I am not able to see the person who I love. Haha. Let's call it my unluck.

I got up from the couch since my phone buzzed with the alarm. Thanks to Jimin that he has set an alarm so I can know when he is back home. And also for each ad every single thing. Yes. Me and Jimin live in the same house as I don't have anywhere to go, because my parents chased me away due to my lack. Jimin was my friend, college friend. But actually I haven't seen him. Not anything in the world. Until up to here, Jimin helped me a lot. Even if I can't see him, I eventually fall in love with him. Not for his beauty. I don't even know about how he looks. But I love him for who his soul his not what he has.

I examed the surroundings with my hands and how ever reached near the stairs. Ooh I gotta do this. I never get down from stairs without any help of Jimin. Because he doesn't let me do that since once I fall off. I am not sure about myself but , I need to show him that I can do my things. (Don't think dirty ya'll!)

Okay I scanned the floor with my feet and stepped on the first stair. Okay. One....Two. ....three. ...four....five.....six...seven....

eight....ni-

"What are you doing y/n? " I could feel a couple of hands around my waist hugging me. I inhaled the sweet smell which I was used to.