𝟮 𝗛𝗢𝗧 | 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗰𝗸 || 𝗔𝗠𝗕𝗪

𝗪𝗵𝗼

Renjun was in a hurry, his mind preoccupied with his latest project. He had just left a meeting with his producer and was eager to get back to his studio. As he turned a corner, he accidentally bumped into someone, spilling coffee all over his shirt.

"Watch where you're going, bitch!" Renjun snapped, more out of frustration than anything else.

The man he had bumped into turned around, revealing a face Renjun had seen before but couldn't immediately place. The guy looked equally annoyed, but his expression shifted to something more menacing when he recognized Renjun.

"Excuse me?" the man retorted, his voice low and dangerous. "You should watch where you're going."

Renjun squared his shoulders, refusing to back down. "Look, I don't have time for this. Just get out of my way."

The man stepped closer, his eyes narrowing. "Do you have any idea who you're talking to?"

Renjun scoffed. "I don't care. Just move."

The man smirked, his demeanor cold. "The name's Jeno. You might want to remember that."

At the mention of the name, something clicked in Renjun's mind. He'd heard about Jeno—his reputation, his past, and the rumors that swirled around him. Despite the warning signals going off in his head, Renjun's pride wouldn't let him back down.

"Well, Jeno," Renjun said, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "Maybe you should keep your coffee to yourself next time."

Jeno's smirk turned into a scowl. "You're lucky I have somewhere to be," he said, shoving past Renjun.

Renjun watched him go, his heart pounding with a mix of fear and anger. This was not the kind of distraction he needed, especially now that he was so close to finishing his project. As he walked away, he couldn't shake the feeling that this encounter was far from over.

Renjun made his way back to the studio, trying to push the encounter out of his mind. But as he sat down to work, he found his thoughts drifting back to Jeno. There was something unsettling about him, something that made Renjun uneasy.

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Great," he muttered to himself. "Just what I needed—another complication."

Renjun tried to focus on his music, but the nagging feeling that this run-in with Jeno was going to lead to more trouble wouldn't leave him alone. He knew he needed to stay alert and be prepared for whatever came next.