Tangled in Heartstrings

The Promise of Opportunity: Chapter Two

"My name is Kim Sunwoo; nice to meet you too." He smiled and politely bowed at Minjun.

Minjun was left speechless by the guy who was standing in front of him. He was absolutely attractive. He had beautiful fair skin, light plum lips, an elegant body type that was slim but also very toned, and alluring bright emerald eyes that basically could hypnotize.

Sunwoo stood there, confused, tilting his side to the side and waving his hand in front of Minjun's face. "Excuse me," he said softly, forcing Minjun to break his silence.

"Ah right. I'm sorry. I was drinking early. I'm probably a little tipsy." Minjun, being embarrassed, let go of the charming guy's hand and stood there awkwardly.

Sunwoo just looked, smiled, and shook his head. "No, it's totally fine. Would you like me to come another time?" Minjun quickly waved his hands and responded.

"No, now is perfect. It wouldn't be professional to make you wait. Follow me. My office is this way." Sunwoo grabbed his off-white tote bag and followed quickly behind Minjun.

Minjun opened his office door carefully and nodded his head for Sunwoo to go inside. Sunwoo bowed his head and entered the room, with Minjun following behind him and closing the door. Minjun made his way to his expensive leather chair and pointed at the one on the opposite side of the black marble table for Sunwoo to sit on.

Sunwoo politely sat down, placing his bag on the ground next to his feet, and then rested his hands on his lap. Sunwoo felt Minjun's sharp gaze following his every movement, which made him a bit nervous.

Minjun finally realized that he was staring too hard and quickly broke out of his trance. "So, what are you applying for?" MInjun asked, leaning back into his chair with his strong arms crossing his chest.

"As a dancer, sir." Sunwoo said politely, making Minjun look down, shaking his head, and chuckling a bit. Sunwoo raised his eyebrow, giving Minjun an innocent look, not understanding what Minjun was laughing at.

Minjun finally looked back up and pushed his chair closer to his marble table. He rested his elbows on the table and leaned closer to Sunwoo. "Do I look that old?" he said jokingly.

Sunwoo waved his hands apologetically before responding, "No, no, that's not why. I just didn't know if you liked people casually talking to you or if you were more formal. I probably should've asked, but then again," he ranted, trying to explain himself. Minjun was enjoying teasing the boy. He thought Sunwoo looked very cute without even trying to.

"I'm joking; don't worry, I'm not offended. I get it all the time. Just call me Minjun. Ill feel more comfortable if you do so." He smiled, and Sunwoo just shyly rubbed the side of his arm.

Minjun carried on. "So you're a dancer?" Sunwoo nodded his head slightly. "Then can I see your application?" Sunwoo reached down for his bag, pulled out a small, clear folder, and handed it carefully to Minjun. He reached out to grab it and accidentally caressed Sunwoo's hand. The action made Sunwoo look up, but Minjun acted like nothing had happened.

Minjun's eyes widen before he could utter a word. He looked at Sunwoo, who now felt a little more nervous than before. "You're, um, very young, Sunwoo," Minjun said, still in a bit of shock at the nineteen written in the age space.

"I was hoping that wouldn't be a problem since I'll be twenty in a few months," he said softly. Minjun just kept looking down at the paper until finally he sat it down and looked at Sunwoo. Sunwoo also looked up, locking eyes with Minjun, who had a serious expression on his face.

Sunwoo slightly opened his mouth to speak, but Minjun didn't even let him start his sentence because he started to speak himself. "Look, I'll tell you that normally I don't hire people under the age of twenty-one, but I'll make an exception for you. Come back tomorrow. I'll give you a chance to show me what you can do, and if you can impress me, I'll definitely hire you to work here. We open at 7.30 pm, and I hope to see you here on time."

Sunwoo's face lit up, and swiftly he rose to his feet and made a made a deep bow at Minjun. "I won't disappoint you. I'll be here at 7.30 on the dot. Thank you so much for this opportunity." Minjun beamed abroad, bowing back at Sunwoo.

"Don't let me down. I'll show you out. I hope to see you back here tomorrow." Sunwoo bowed again and followed Minjun outside.

As Sunwoo walked off into the distance, Minjun stood at the back doorway, looking at him and smiling. Jihoon peeked from the corner, seeing his friend standing in the doorway. "What the hell is he smiling at?" he said to himself. He quitely sneaked behind Minjun to see what he was grinning about.

"what are you smiling at?" Jihoon louding said behind Mijun, making him jump a little. Minjun turned around and gently slapped the back of Jihoon's head. 

"That's what you get for scaring me," he laughed as Jihoon rubbed the back of his head swiftly pouting.

"You still haven't answered my question, you dick," Jihoon said, and Minjun just blanked, staring back at him.

He shrugged, walked away, and replied by saying, "That's none of your business." Jihoon quickly trailed behind Minjun, non-stop asking what he was smiling at, but Minjun just kept shrugging and saying that he wasn't telling, so Jihoon just gave up and let it go.

Meanwhile, Sunwoo walked briskly down the street, his heart almost jumping out his chest by the promise of opportunity. He couldn't shake the feeling of warmth that had embraced him during his encounter with Minjun. Despite his nerves, he was determined to seize the chance to showcase his talent and prove himself worthy of Minjun's trust.

As the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting long shadows, Sunwoo's anticipation for the following evening only grew. With a renewed sense of purpose, he continued on his way home.