~Serendipity -noun-
• the occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way.
{ "What was that?" Jimin whispered. It was completely obvious that Mr. Park 'Rich-Spoiled-Beautiful-Adonis' Jimin had never been told the word no...
Once Jimin and I arrived at Park Enterprises, we weren't greeted with the mass hysteria that we were yesterday. To be honest, it was nice to not be swarmed by the hoards of women. As Jimin and I walked through the building to the elevator, it was eerily quiet. Even on what I guess I would consider a 'normal day', the hallway would at least be a bit more bustling than this.
"This isn't typical." I muttered to myself. "Usually it's not this quiet."
"Yeah, you're telling me." Jimin said as he scanned his ID badge. The elevator doors opened and we quickly got inside. The doors closed and we were both quiet on the way up to the upper level. We stole some glances at each other and never spoke a word. The elevator dinged when we arrived on the floor and the doors opened. We both slowly stepped out of the elevator, Jimin grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers. I sighed and initially...I wanted to pull my hand away, but I didn't. The eery quietness in the building continued down the hallway until we reached my department door. I grabbed the handle and opened the door.
That's when we heard it. The excited screams of women, but this time it wasn't geared towards Jimin and I. All of my coworkers were crowded in the middle of the office. They were all fangirling over someone. We noticed all the men, including Namjoon, were standing at the spot closest to the door. They were all shaking their heads. Jimin then leaned over towards Namjoon.
"What is going on?" Jimin asked quietly.
"Apparently we officially have a new department manager. I know your dad was taking over that role until he hired someone. And he did hire someone." Namjoon replied. "Obviously from the reaction, the women are going crazy."
"Who is it?" Jimin asked.
"I think his name is Lee Taemin." Namjoon replied.
That's when I saw the man at the center of the crowd, Lee Taemin.
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He resembled Jimin slightly--the two of them had the same delicate features: the plump pink lips, lightly tanned skin, dark eyes, full cheeks. He was wearing a gunmetal black suit with gunmetal black pants, a dark charcoal grey dress shirt and a bright, blood red necktie and several rings on his right hand. His blonde hair was cut short and slightly spiked up at the top.
He had a completely different aura around him from Jimin. The aura around Lee Taemin just oozed a mature almost erotic sex appeal; it was almost as if he could make women come without even doing anything at all. He pretty much had the fuckboy vibe to him, at least that's how it came off to me. Whereas with Jimin...he has the sex appeal going for him, yes--Jimin didn't give off those fuckboy vibes.
All of a sudden, as everyone else moved to their seats, Lee Taemin's gaze met mine and he smirked. I immediately looked away and up at Jimin, who was glaring at Lee Taemin.
"Hm," Jimin mumbled. I then felt Jimin's grip loosen around my hand and he let go, sliding his hand into his pocket. He leaned down towards towards my ear. I swallowed hard and took in a deep breath.
