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❝LOOK ME IN MY EYES, DON'T THAT FEEL NICE?❞
i stood in front of the big HYBE building, hesitating on whether i should go inside. that last time i had been here was in 2013 when it was still big hit and wasn't nearly as big as it was now. that felt like ages ago when really it was only 8 years ago.
i was coming to meet my good friend namjoon, whom i haven't seen since he debuted in his kpop group BTS. ever since his group rose to stardom, he hasn't been able to have any breaks meaning we couldn't see each other. thankfully, he's on a break right now and he encouraged me to fly out from my hometown Chicago all to way to Seoul to see him.
for some reason i felt nervous though. it's been forever since i had seen him in person, i didn't know whether he had changed or not. but i sucked it up and walked into the big building.
"hello!" the receptionist greeted cheerily when i walked up to her desk. "how may i help you?"
"hi, i'm here to visit RM. i'm a close friend of his." i explained.
"oh you must be y/n! he told me about you." she grabbed the phone on her desk and stared dialing some numbers. "let me just call and tell him that you've arrived."
i nodded and looked around the building while she called namjoon. seeing how much it had grown made me feel proud in a way.
"okay." the receptionist interrupted my thoughts. "he's ready to see you now, i'll show you the way to his studio."
i followed her as she led me upstairs to the second floor of the building. she turned left and walked down a long hallways before stopping at a door that read "rkive."
"here it is!" she pointed to the door. "it should be unlocked so you can just walk in."
"thank you." i said and she smiled back at me before walking downstairs.
i didn't bother knocking on the door and opened it, being greeted by a small, but cozy studio. there were couches and tables and a area that looked like it was used for making music. sitting in the area was namjoon.
he looked different than the last time i saw him, in a good way though. he was more buff and his hair was cut shorter to almost a buzz cut. i liked it.
"y/n!" he got up and gave a quick hug. "it's so nice to see you!"
"hi joon." i muttered shyly. "how are you?"
"i'm fine thanks." he motioned to the couches. "sit and i'll get you something to drink."
"okay." i sat down and looked around the studio. "i see your mr. superstar now."
he chuckled lightly and handed me a sprite. "i guess."
i opened the can and took a sip. "what were your working on over there?"
"oh that." he shrugged. "just something for the new album."
my eyes widened. "can i hear?!"
"maybe another time." he booped my nose. "But enough about me, what have you been doing lately?"
"um well i'm my last year of medical school." i told him. "i want to be a physiologist."
"that's great y/n! i'm proud of you, genuinely."
"thank you joon, i appreciate it." i smiled and looked down at my fingers, twirling my thumbs.
"what wrong?" he asked, noticing how i became silent.
i shook my head. "nothing nothing."
he lifted my head up so i had to look him in the eyes. "i know when something's wrong with you y/n. just tell me."
"it's just," i sighed. "do you ever think about what we could've been if you never left to become an idol."
he didn't answer so i kept on going.
"like maybe, i don't know, we would've been more than friends."
he raised a brow at me. "do you want to be more than friends?"
"i-." i stuttered not knowing what to say.
"how long did you plan on staying here for?" he asked suddenly.
"um a week, why?"
"lemme take you out tomorrow." he suggested. "there's this nice museum and restaurant i've been meaning to go to, would you like to come?"
i felt my face getting hot at his request but i accepted nonetheless. "i would love too!"
