"let's flip a coin. If heads, you're mine. If tails, I'm yours. Deal?"
Renowned CEO Kim Taehyung stumbles upon a studio for a business meeting, but his attention is immediately captured by a beautiful piece of music. Intrigued, he follows the music...
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I sat alone in the dimly lit auditorium, my heart filled with anticipation and a sense of longing.
It had become a routine for me, waiting for her to arrive and perform, just as I had done countless times before. But this time, something was different. Minutes turned into what felt like hours, and she hadn't shown up.
Disappointment gnawed at me as I stood up, ready to leave.
It was as if a void had opened up in my heart, one that couldn't be filled by anything other than the sight of her graceful dance.
I sighed, resigning myself to the fact that maybe today wasn't meant to be like the others.
As I made my way towards the exit, my footsteps echoing in the empty auditorium, I heard a voice, soft and gentle, that stopped me in my tracks.
"Why do you follow me everywhere?"
I turned around, my heart leaping into my throat. There stood she, her gaze fixed on me, her eyes filled with a mixture of curiosity and something else I couldn't quite decipher.
I swallowed hard, my nerves getting the better of me.
"I... I really like the way you dance. I couldn't help but watch you from afar. I-i am sorry I never meant to intrude or make you uncomfortable."
Surprisingly, she didn't say anything. Instead, she reached behind her and pulled out a bouquet of daisies, her expression unreadable.
She extended the flowers toward me, her eyes never leaving mine.
I hesitated for a moment before taking the bouquet from her.
It felt like a fragile peace offering, a way for her to convey something she couldn't put into words. The daisies, just like the ones I had been leaving for her, were a silent expression of affection.
Before I could say anything more, she turned and abruptly left the auditorium, her graceful form disappearing into the distance.
I was left standing there, clutching the bouquet of daisies, my heart a whirlwind of emotions.
As I made my way to the car that waited for me outside, I couldn't help but admire the flowers she had given me.
They were like a bridge between our worlds, a silent acknowledgment of the connection we had formed, even if it had been from afar.
I settled into the back seat, the bouquet resting beside me. It was then that I noticed a small piece of paper tucked among the daisies. I furrowed my brow and pulled it out, unfolding it carefully.
The note was simple, yet it spoke volumes: "Thank you for watching me perform, - Yuna :)" it read, with a smiley face drawn at the end
"Yuna..."
A warm smile spread across my face as I read those words.
It was her way of saying that she understood, that she appreciated my admiration for her dance. It was a small gesture, but it meant the world to me.
I put the note inside my pocket and held the bouquet close to my heart.
In that moment, as the car carried me away from the auditorium, I knew that our connection had deepened, that there was something special between us that went beyond words.
And as I watched the world pass by through the car window, I couldn't help but feel a sense of hope and anticipation for what the future might hold.
