A Guy Like You

It's A Pattern

Akira's POV

I walked into the gym, my usual place for a workout, ready to hit the treadmill. As I approached the area, I noticed that it was busier than usual.

'Why are there so many people here today?!'

I selected a treadmill and started my workout, my irritation mounting as more people seemed to encroach on my space.

To my utter shock, Jungkook strolled into the gym, looking every bit like an ordinary gym-goer. I muttered under my breath, "Of all days... Just my luck."

I couldn't decide if I should be impressed by his stealthy entrance or annoyed by the timing.

I continued with my workout, trying to ignore the fact that one of the world's most famous idols was sweating it out on the treadmill next to mine.

But his presence was impossible to ignore.

Jungkook casually glanced over and greeted with a friendly smile, "Hey, we meet again. Didn't expect you to go to the gym."

As I continued my workout, I couldn't help but feel distracted by Jungkook's presence. His friendly demeanor only seemed to add to my irritation.

"Shut up and ignore me. Just work out," I muttered, admitted annoyed at him. Jungkook chuckled, "Ignoring someone so strikingly present is a talent."

"I don't need your commentary." I shot him a glare, "Got it, invisible Noona," He teased.

"Just work out, Jungkook," I insisted, turning my attention back to my routine.

I muttered under my breath, "Could he have picked any other treadmill?"

Jungkook noticed my frustration and offered, "If you want, I can move to another one." I replied, trying to be rude, "No, it's fine. I'll manage."

But my inner thoughts were anything but calm. I continued my exercise, doing my best to ignore his presence and focus on my own workout.

The following week, I found myself back at the gym, determined to have a peaceful workout. But life had other plans.

As I walked towards the exercise machines, I saw Jungkook there once again.

My frustration bubbled up immediately. 'Of all the gyms in the city, he had to come to this one?' I thought to myself.

I had hoped for a quiet, uninterrupted session, but it seemed I couldn't escape his presence.

Trying to keep my annoyance in check, I moved to another section, hoping to put some distance between us.

'Ah.... this infuriating brat!!' However, my heart sank when I realized that he was following me, seemingly by sheer coincidence.

Jungkook smiled and said, "Fancy seeing you here again."

I nodded curtly, my silence masking a storm of emotions. Speaking might lead to a curse or, worse, an urge to choke him.

His mere presence was more than enough to fuel my frustration, and I tried my best to focus on my workout, determined not to let him ruin my day.

I took a shower and stepped out. "Noona, can I have your phone number...?" Jungkook's request took me by surprise. I glared at him and replied, "No, goodbye."

He blinked, momentarily at a loss for words. "Wait, noona, I just wanted to..."

I cut him off, my patience worn thin from our previous encounters. "You've got to be kidding me. You think a 'hello' at the gym is all it takes to get it?"