Once best friends and now fierce rivals, Y/N and J-Hope are forced to confront their turbulent past when they both enter the biggest dance competition of their lives. Once inseparable on and off the dance floor, a mysterious betrayal shattered their...
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Afternoon sunlight filtered through the trees, casting dappled shadows on the pavement. J-Hope sat in his car, his eyes fixated on the entrance of the girl's hostel building. His heart pounded in his chest, each beat echoing in his ears. His hands gripped the steering wheel, knuckles turning white, his palms slick with sweat.
He watched as you stepped out of the building, your hair catching the light, making you seem to glow. There was something about the way you moved so effortlessly that made his heart race even more.
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J-Hope's breath caught as he watched you adjust the strap of your bag, the simple, everyday motion making his heart flutter uncontrollably. The way your hair fell over your face when you looked down, only to be gently tucked behind your ear—it was a sight he could lose himself in forever. In that brief moment, the world seemed to stand still, and all he wanted was to stay there, just watching you, as if nothing else mattered.
But his delusions were interrupted quickly, a wave of reality crashing over him. He wasn't here just to admire you from afar.
Meanwhile, you glanced down at your watch, your brows furrowing slightly. The cab was late, and time was ticking away. Eunwoo had already texted you the address, so with a small sigh, you decided to cancel the cab and head out on foot to Mr. Sinclair's house.
The streets were quiet as you walked, the sounds of the city a distant hum. After a few blocks, you noticed a car slowly pull up beside you, its engine purring softly. The window rolled down, revealing J-Hope's familiar face.
YOU: J-hope? [surprised] What are you doing here?
A smile spread across his lips—that easy, warm smile that always seemed to reach his eyes.
J-HOPE: Get in the car, Let's go for a drive.
You shook your head slightly, a hint of reluctance in your voice.
YOU: No, J-hope, not today. I have a meeting with Mr. Sinclair.
J-Hope sighed, clearly not ready to give up just yet.
