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As she stepped into the grand entrance, her eyes grew a little wide taking in the beauty of the mansion as a gasp left her mouth in awe. The marble floors gleamed under the soft glow of the chandeliers, and the walls were adorned with exquisite artwork.

She stepped inside the mansion and was immediately struck by the darkness that enveloped the interior

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She stepped inside the mansion and was immediately struck by the darkness that enveloped the interior. The walls, the furniture, even the decor, everything seemed to be colored in various shades of black. She couldn't help but wonder why Taehyung had chosen such a unique and unconventional color scheme for his mansion.

"Why is everything so dark?" Jennie whispered to herself, her eyes admiring the dimly lit hallway.

"Who's there?" a soft, feminine voice echoed through the mansion as Jennie glanced around, her eyes searching for the source of the sound. Suddenly, a woman appeared, gracefully descending the delicate glass stairs.

As soon as she descended, a smile broke through her poker face upon seeing Jennie.

"You must be Jennie unnie, right?" the girl, whom Jennie assumed was Yeji, asked while pointing her finger in Jennie's direction.

"Yeah, that's me," Jennie replied with a warm smile, watching as Ye-ji bowed deeply towards her.

"Anneyounghaseyo, I'm Kim Yeji, Kim Taehyung's little sister," she introduced herself, still bowing. Jennie reciprocated the gesture with a slight bow of her own.

 Jennie reciprocated the gesture with a slight bow of her own

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"Tae- I mean, Oppa is waiting upstairs for you. Come with me," she said, gently extending her hand, inviting Jennie to follow. With a small smile and a slight nod, Jennie ascended the stairs slowly.

As they entered the room, Ye-ji leaned in with a smirk and whispered in Jennie's ear, "He's been waiting for you for quite a while

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As they entered the room, Ye-ji leaned in with a smirk and whispered in Jennie's ear, "He's been waiting for you for quite a while. I've never seen him so eager to see someone."

Jennie felt her cheeks flush, and she nervously clutched onto her bag, trying to hide her jitters.

"Go on in, I'll bring something for you," Ye-ji said, quickly darting away. Jennie's face twisted into surprise, silently expressing, 'What the heck, don't leave me alone!'

J E N N I E'S P. O. V.

"What the heck! Should I knock or just barge in? No, that might make me sound uneducated," I muttered to myself. I raised my hand to knock, but then hesitated.

However, in the midst of my thoughts, a deep, oh-so-sexy voice reached my ears, saying, "Come in, princess."

Should I cry? Blush? Or should I just dig a hole to bury myself in? Or find a cave to crawl into? Ahh, this man and his voice is something else, I tell you.

As I stood frozen at the entrance, my heart racing, I mustered the courage to step into the grand mansion. The room was adorned with opulent furnishings and elegant artwork.

"You look alluring." were the first words that escaped his mouth as he licked his dry lips, his voice dripping with charm.

So there I was, standing in the room, in front of him feeling like a total mess. My legs were shaking, and my face was as red as a tomato. And then, out of the blue, this guy comes along and drops a compliment on me. Like, seriously? 5000+ words to use and this guy just found alluring to use? Could this get any more overwhelming?

And there he was, sitting all cool on this fancy black sofa, with his legs all crossed like he didn't have a care in the world. And let me tell you, it was not helping my nerves one bit. I mean, seriously? Couldn't he see how flustered I was? I was practically begging for time to stand still and for a magical wind to whisk me away, just so I could escape from his gaze.

"Hey, come on and sit. Why are you standing there like a statue?" he said, pointing at the couch right in front of me. I mean, seriously, dude? I'm just standing here, enjoying the show at the circus, taking it all in. Duh.

I took some slow, toddler-like steps and plopped myself down on the couch, feeling all cozy and comforted by the soft cushions. Our eyes locked, and it was like we were completely lost in each other. I gotta say, it was more than just your usual eye contact. Every time our gazes met, it was like a whole new feeling I've never felt before. I could melt in those dark brown ocean deep eyes.

(Listen to this while imagining the eye contact scene(the chorus part only))

As I was losing my mind, just completely lost in his eyes, he was staring right into my soul. But our intense eye contact was abruptly interrupted when someone barged into the room without even knocking. And guess! Ye-ji.

I looked up to see who it was, and it was Ye-ji with a big smile on her face. She came over and served us some juice and sushi rolls.


"What's with this behavior, Taeh- I mean Oppa?," Ye-ji raised an eyebrow, causing both of us to look at her in confusion.

"What behavior? I didn't do anything," Taehyung defended himself with those big, innocent eyes of his.

"You haven't even shown her around the mansion yet. Come on, get off your butt and give her a tour," Ye-ji said, making me chuckle as Taehyung placed a hand on his forehead, probably realizing he forgot to do that.

"Come on, get up! Before she kicks me out for not listening to her," Taehyung said, extending his hand to help me up. I couldn't help but laugh at how scared he was of his younger sister. This guy!

As we walked out together, I straightened my dress and couldn't hold back the question that had been lingering in my mind since I entered the mansion. "Why is the mansion so dark?"

That question seemed to stop Taehyung in his tracks for some reason, and I couldn't quite figure out why. He turned towards me, his eyes meeting mine with a dark yet nervous expression, and he stuttered, "B-black's my favorite color."

I just nodded in response, not quite satisfied with his answer. But he quickly diverted my attention, explaining everything about the surroundings. It was a bit strange how he stumbled over my question.

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