"I... have to something tell you, Miran."
"What is it, Wonwoo?"
"I think I have feelings for you...I like you."
"What?!"
A few hours ago
"I'm so excited!" Ella excitedly jumped as they walked closer to the building where the event was happening.
"I'll wait outside for you." Miran patted Ella's back as they stopped in front of the door of the building.
"Won't you be tired?" Ella looked at Miran. "Even the car is parked far away."
"Well-"
"Excuse me, can my friend sit inside?" Ella asked the staff member who was standing on the door along with three bodyguards.
"I'm sorry but we don't allow that." The staff shook his head.
"Please, Mister. We both are foreigners and our hotel is far away. My friend doesn't have a ticket." Ella made excuses.
The staff member went silent before saying, "Wait here." He walked inside and came back after a few minutes. "She can wait by the reception. The receptionist and the guard will keep an eye on you."
"Thank you!"
"Are they that famous?" Miran whispered to Ella, who gave her a dead stare.
"Yep."
***
"And that's how I ended up studying here." Miran finished her story to the receptionist who was listening to her the whole time with a cup of tea.
"That was unexpected." The receptionist nodded while taking a sip of the tea. Because of the boredom and time, Miran befriended the receptionist. "That boy was a jerk."
"I know right?" Miran raised an eyebrow and rolled her eyes. "Seriously, if I ever see him again I won't hesitate to land a punch on him."
"As you should!" The receptionist gave her a thumbs up, at which Miran laughed.
"By the way, where is the washroom?" Miran stood up. The receptionist gave her directions and she walked away.
Miran was done with her business and walked out. As she was walking, there was the male washroom not so far away from her. The door opened and a man came out.
"Wonwoo?" She called out when she recognised the man.
Wonwoo turned around when he heard his name. His eyes went wide and his jaws dropped when he saw her there.
Totally unexpected.
Wonwoo did what he could.
He ignored her and walked in a different direction as if she wasn't there.
"Wonwoo, stop!" Miran started following him. He heard her footsteps.
"What the hell? What is she doing here?" He increased his pace and was almost running. She didn't stop. She followed him more.
"Stop!" She yelled and started to run behind him. He had also started to run. "Jeon Wonwoo!!"
He took a turn. She took the same turn. He disappeared. Vanished.
She stopped running but started to walk forward. There was an advertisement banner of a makeup brand. A figure was squatting near it.
Wonwoo had his eyes closed, praying she didn't find him.
"You think just because you can't see me, I can't see you?"
"Fuck!" He whispered to himself and grabbed his head.
"Get up, Mister Jeon." She grabbed his collar and pulled him out. He gasped because he fell on his butt in the process.
"Be gentle!" He winced and looked up at her to give her a glare.
"What are you doing here?" She squinted her eyes and crossed her arms. He was wincing in pain as he slowly stood up. "You are not wearing any cap or mask. You even wore more bright and stylish clothes."
"I-" He went silent. What should he say? "I work here."
"Oh, so your job is actually not a serial killer?" She smirked.
"Wonwoo?" They turned to the voice and saw a woman standing there. "What are you doing here?"
"I work as a stylist!" That's the only thing that came into his mind because that woman was his stylist.
"Seventeen's stylist?"
"Yes yes!" Wonwoo nodded and looked at Miran. "I have to go. Bye." And he ran away.
"Who was she?" The stylist asked Wonwoo.
"I don't know. We are getting late. Let's go." Wonwoo grabbed her shoulders and started pushing her.
Miran just stood there before she turned around and walked back to the reception area.
***
"Was it fun?" Miran asked Ella as she came outside.
"It was AWESOME!" Ella chuckled as she held Miran's arm and they walked outside. "I'm so excited to tell your roommates about what happened today!"
"Well-" Miran was about to speak but received a call. She looked at her phone and saw that it was Wonwoo. "Why is he calling me?"
"Who?"
"Wonwoo." Miran looked at Ella. "I'll be back. You go to the car. Here, the keys." She handed her the keys and walked away.
"Hey." Wonwoo spoke from the other side as soon as Miran picked up the call.
"Hey."
"Are you still here?"
"Yes."
"Can you come to the elevator number three?"
"Why?"
"Just come!" And he cut the call. Miran stared at her in confusion before walking to the reception.
"Do you know where the elevator number three is?" She asked the receptionist, who showed her the way. "Thank you."
As she reached the elevator, there was no one. She pressed the button and it opened, revealing Wonwoo standing there.
"Wonwoo-"
"Come in." He grabbed her arm and pulled her before he pressed the button to the top floor.
"What's happening??" Miran yelled at Wonwoo, who turned to her with a serious face.
"I have something to tell you, Miran."
***
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