𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 | ᴊᴀᴇᴊɪ

𝐓𝐞𝐧

Jisung was still taken a back by Jaemin's visuals. He decided why not do some rescreach he had his company card anyways. He typed "REAL DREAMERS" into the search bar, curiosity mingling with a touch of apprehension.

As the search results loaded, Jisung was taken aback by the sheer volume of information. Articles, interviews, and press releases flooded the screen, painting a picture of a dynamic and successful company. REAL DREAMERS was more than just a business—it was an empire built on innovation and creativity.

Scrolling through the articles, Jisung learned that REAL DREAMERS was founded by Jaemin and his partner, Jeno, both of whom were celebrated for their forward-thinking approach to technology and art. The company had made headlines for its groundbreaking projects, blending the digital world with the tangible, creating immersive experiences that had captivated millions.

One article in particular caught Jisung's eye—a feature in a prominent business magazine. The headline read: "REAL DREAMERS: The Visionaries Behind Tomorrow's Art and Technology." Jisung clicked on it, eager to learn more about the man he might meet. 

The article detailed Jaemin's journey, from his early days as a struggling artist to becoming a renowned CEO. It spoke of his passion for art and his unwavering commitment to helping fellow artists. It also touched on his partnership with Jeno, highlighting their complementary skills and shared vision. 

Jisung stared at his phone, his heart pounding as he read Jaemin's message.

Jisung: So you really are a CEO?

Jaemin: Yes, and if you still don't believe me, let me send you a little something. What's your Venmo?

Jisung hesitated for a moment, feeling a mixture of disbelief and curiosity. Was Jaemin playing some kind of trick on him? Reluctantly, he sent his Venmo details, half-expecting nothing to come of it. He ate his words immediately when the notification came through, indicating a substantial transfer.

His eyes widened in shock as he stared at the amount. It wasn't just a small token—Jaemin had sent enough to cover his rent for the next few months. Jisung felt a mix of gratitude and bewilderment.

Jisung: Thank you, but this is a bit much.

Jaemin: I won't say it isn't, but just letting you know I've had a sugar baby before. It's just that a lot of times the agreements didn't last that long due to personal reasons. I assure you, even if we don't reach an agreement, I won't hold anything against you.

Jisung: You're very kind-hearted. That's a little dangerous.

Jaemin: I have many reasons why it's not dangerous for me.

Jisung: Will you tell me?

Jaemin: Maybe one day.

Jisung: Are you working right now?

Jaemin: Not really, just chilling in my office, waiting for my assistant to bring me some lunch.

Jisung: That's really fancy.

Jaemin: A little bit.

Jisung couldn't help but smile. Despite the unconventional nature of their interaction, he felt a genuine warmth emanating from Jaemin.