The Second Choice

Overthinking It

As Y/n walked into the break room, she had intended only to grab her usual iced latte. But as she entered, she was greeted by an unexpected scene: Asher and Brynn were standing close together, their faces inches apart. Their conversation was soft and intimate, with flirtatious glances and gentle touches.

Before Y/n could retreat, she witnessed Asher lean in and press a tender kiss to Brynn's lips. The moment was sweet and private, and Y/n** felt a pang of surprise mixed with a twinge of curiosity. She stood there silently, watching them with a mixture of amusement and warmth.

Asher and Brynn eventually turned towards the entrance, their expressions shifting from affectionate to slightly panicked. They immediately noticed **Y/n** standing there and their faces flushed with a mix of embarrassment and guilt.

"Oh, um, hi, Y/n," Brynn stammered, her cheeks still tinged with pink. "We didn't realize you were coming in."

"Hey," Y/n said with a friendly smile, trying to diffuse the awkwardness. "Don't let me interrupt. You guys are cute. Since when did you two start dating?"

Asher chuckled nervously and said, "A few days ago. We were keeping it low-key, but, um, thanks for not making a big deal out of it. We didn't want it to be public knowledge just yet."

Y/n gave them a reassuring nod. "I won't tell anyone. Trust me, if I were in your shoes, I'd want to keep things private too." She paused, taking a moment to appreciate their connection. "I hope you two last. I'm really rooting for you."

Brynn's smile widened, a genuine look of relief and happiness in her eyes. "Thank you, Y/n. That means a lot."

With that, Y/n walked over to the coffee machine, preparing her iced latte. She could still see Brynn and Asher from the corner of her eye. As she stirred her drink, she could see that their earlier kiss had now turned into a more passionate embrace. Asher had his hands wrapped around Brynn's waist, his fingers lightly tracing the contours of her back as he complimented her.

"You smell amazing," he murmured against her ear, his voice low and sincere.

Brynn's eyes fluttered closed, a contented smile spreading across her face as she leaned into Asher's embrace. "Thank you," she whispered back, her voice filled with warmth.

As Y/n took her first sip of the latte, she couldn't help but smile at the sight. The couple was wrapped in their own little world, lost in each other's presence. With a contented sigh, Y/n decided to leave them to their moment, slipping out of the break room quietly to give them the privacy they clearly cherished.

When Y/n returned to her office, she was greeted by a soft knock on the door. Looking up from her desk, she saw Mayalasia standing there, looking a bit flustered.

"Come in," Y/n said, motioning for her to enter.

Mayalasia stepped inside, holding a tablet in one hand and a concerned expression on her face. "Hey, Y/n. I need your help with something. I've been trying to get this mark off the greenscreen in the studio, but it's just not coming off. I've tried everything."

Y/n frowned, setting aside the paperwork she was reviewing. "Oh no, that sounds frustrating. Is Jungkook available? He might be able to help."

Mayalasia shook her head. "He's tied up in a meeting with Haechan, Jonathan, and Keiran about the next filming project. I didn't want to interrupt, so I thought I'd come to you directly."

Y/n nodded, understanding the urgency. "Alright, let's take a look."

They walked together to the studio, where the greenscreen was set up for the upcoming shoot. The mark in question was visible—a stubborn smudge near the center of the screen that stood out against the otherwise pristine backdrop.