Author's POV
"Naturally" — Tinashe
Seokjin and Hana had nothing going for them. Hana did tell Taehee how "close" they were getting but none of it was true. Seokjin and Hana had nothing in common.
Conversations were dry, there was just no connection between the two. There was nothing similarly they could really talk about.
Taehee seemed to be so delighted by the idea of them together, so Hana never spoke up about what really happened.
Hana shut her phone after noticing Seokjin had "read" her message but never replied. Sighing, she put her shoes on and headed out the door.
She was going to a club nearby, alone. She didn't have the energy to beg one of her friends come with her.
In the beginning, she wasn't much of a party girl. Mostly because of the fact, her parents sheltered her whole life, so she never felt the desire to. That's when Taehee stepped in, a social butterfly who introduced her to the party life.
Hana was a quiet person who was very to herself. Taehee helped her come out of her shell and honestly, it was for the better. Because of Taehee, Hana had more friends than she could even imagine.
She adored her best friend dearly, hoping when she did find out her and Seokjin aren't going to work, that she would take it easy on her.
Once she entered the club, she immediately went to the bar. She chose a seat by a manly figure, not paying much attention to who it was.
She wasn't there to really meet anyone, just to drink and take in the atmosphere.
She ordered a few drinks, for herself. Not having the intention of getting drunk necessarily, but just to satisfy her craving for alcohol.
The bartender slid the drinks her way on the table, telling her to enjoy and that they'd close her tab soon.
"That's a lot of alcohol for a small girl like you. Don't you think that's a bit much?" The man next to her spoke.
"Not at all. I can handle my liquor well. Please don't talk to me." Hana didn't even look his way as she sipped on her first drink.
"I guess that was a rough way to start up a conversation. Hi, I'm Taehyung." He put his hand up, waiting for her to shake it.
She choked on her drink, shocked to see he was even talking to her. The Kim Taehyung? No way.
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