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𝗔 𝗠𝗔𝗙𝗜𝗔 𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗗 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗜𝗔𝗚𝗘 𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘
'𝘼𝙨 𝙇𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙨 𝙎𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙎𝙖𝙛𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣'
Kim Y/n was meant to be a leverage, an arranged bride offered to the Ko...
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After our last class, Luna and I head straight to our favorite café—our little ritual since we started university.
No matter how insane life gets, once a month, we carve out time to sit, sip overpriced lattes, and spill every last bit of gossip we've collected.
Between our packed schedules and completely different courses, it's the one chance we get to catch up properly.
Luna's been my best friend since seventh grade. She knows me better than anyone—probably even better than I know myself sometimes.
When the whole school found out I was Kim Taehyung's cousin, that I came from Kim blood, people started treating me like I was carrying a loaded gun.
Not Luna.
She never flinched, never looked at me differently. If anything, she leaned in closer, like she enjoyed the chaos. She loves my family, reputation and all.
We slide into our usual booth by the window, lattes steaming between us, a plate of food already half-demolished as we talk and laugh.
Luna's brown eyes glint with mischief as she leans in, her voice dropping into a conspiratorial whisper.
"Can you get us into Exile?" I pause mid-bite, my panini hovering in front of me.
(Exile is the name of Taehyung's club)
"You know Tae doesn't like us going to his club without him knowing," I murmur, avoiding her gaze.
Luna groans, stabbing at her salad with unnecessary force. "Please, Y/n." Then come the puppy-dog eyes.
"I'll even ask Tae myself if you give me his number." She wiggles her eyebrows, grinning.
I snort. "You'd love that, wouldn't you?"
"Obviously." Luna grins, all confidence and mischief.
"But no," I say, my tone softening at her persistence. "You don't know Taehyung like I do." She shrugs, smirking.
"He's always been sweet around me." I huff a laugh.
"That's because you're my friend." I lean in, lowering my voice like I'm letting her in on some great secret. "It's a different story for the women he... dates." I grimace.
Luna rolls her eyes, unconcerned. "I'm sure I can handle it. What about him?" She nods toward someone behind me.
I don't have to turn around. I already know who she's talking about.
Jackson. My Bodyguard. Tae's soldier. A shadow that follows me everywhere.
"No." Luna sighs dramatically.
"Why not? Do you have a little crush?" Heat crawls up my neck.
"No." I try to sound casual. He's nothing more than a big brother to me.
