LOST LOVE || JIKOOK✅

18.Best Actor

The music started, and the crowd roared. I watched as the dancers took the stage, waiting for Jimin to appear. And then, there he was.

He looked different, not the same 17-year-old kid I remembered. He was now 19, and his baby face had given way to a more mature, confident look.

As he moves across the stage, he uses every inch of it to tell his story. He jumps and spins, twirls and pivots, each movement telling a different part of the tale. He's in perfect sync with the music, every beat inspiring a new step, a new motion.

I couldn't take my eyes off him. He moved with such strength and charm, every step more confident than the last. I was mesmerized. I forgot to breathe as I watched him, lost in the moment.

And when the music reaches its climax, he throws himself into a final leap, his body soaring through the air, before landing with a soft thud.

At the end of the dance, he looked up, and our eyes met. It had been two years since we last saw each other, and I was struck by how much he had changed. He was so intimate and dominant that I couldn't maintain my gaze. He smirked at me and I coughed to act cool.

There's a moment of stunned silence before the crowd erupts into applause. They're on their feet, cheering and whistling, showing their appreciation for what they've just witnessed.

And he was also bagged the Best Actor-Critics award.

My eyes left him. He was wearing a white suit, his hair was silver, he wore cross earrings, and his overall makeup was more intimidating and breathtaking.

Our gaze never left each other, throughout his speech, he was looking at me, so did I.

"Lastly, I want to thank one of the director who once told me that I'm nothing without makeup. And yeah, this award is for him. If he didn't demotivate me, then I wouldn't be here, winning this best actor award. So thanks to him," he said while looking at me and poking his inner cheeks, just like I did.

I felt annoyed as he was insinuating that he was more popular than me. What was with that attitude? I glared at him and gulped down my whiskey. But somewhat I'm enjoying it.

The producer then asked me to go and talk to Jimin, but I refused. Why should I? He is younger than me, and as a hero, he should come and greet me. I have some pride too, and I don't want to lose it.

The producer left me and went to talk with him, and I simply glared at how he was giggling and giving autographs to the producer. Few guards came to guard him, as the crowd became hugely surrounded by him. Lucky him. I shook my head and made my way to the exit until...

"MR JEON?" the producer called, and I turned to see him. I raised my brows and waited for him to speak.

He took a breath and replied, "Mr. Jimin agreed to work in your story. He asked you to meet him at his mansion tomorrow. Mr. Jeon, I told you, right? Jimin will agree to work with you after all. You were the one who debuted him." He said, and I couldn't believe he agreed to act in my movie.

Seriously?