Namjin Oneshots

Cinderella Story [Modern version]

Jindrella ...

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Seokjin had always been the quiet one, the one who kept his head down, focused on his studies, his part-time job, and the endless demands of his stepfather, Victor, and his stepbrothers, Blake and Seth. He lived in the shadow of their social media fame, where they reveled in the attention and luxury Victor’s money could buy. Seokjin, on the other hand, found solace in the kitchen, his one true love. He dreamed of one day opening his own restaurant, a place where his culinary creations could shine. But every day, that dream seemed further away.

Victor was a powerful businessman, running a chain of successful restaurants, but he had little respect for Seokjin’s passion. To him, Seokjin was just a tool to be used—someone to do the dirty work, the tasks that were beneath his golden sons. Seokjin managed Blake and Seth’s social media accounts, edited their photos, and even cooked their meals, all without a word of thanks. It was a life of servitude, but Seokjin bore it with quiet grace, hoping that one day, his hard work would pay off.

One evening, as Seokjin was finishing up in the kitchen, he received a notification on his phone: an invitation to *Midnight Glitz*, the most exclusive charity gala in the city. The event was hosted by Namjoon Kim, a rising star in the music industry who was known not only for his talent but also for his philanthropy. Seokjin had always admired Namjoon from afar—not just for his music, but for his intellect and the way he carried himself. The invitation felt like a dream—a chance to escape, even if just for one night.

But there was a problem. Seokjin had nothing to wear. His wardrobe consisted of simple clothes, perfect for a day of work but entirely unsuitable for a high-society event. He couldn’t ask Victor for help; he knew it would only lead to more ridicule. Feeling defeated, Seokjin was about to decline the invitation when he received a message from "Fay," an anonymous follower of his secret food blog.

"Fay" had always been supportive, leaving encouraging comments on Seokjin’s posts and sending occasional messages of inspiration. This time, Fay offered something more—an entire outfit, custom-made for the gala. The offer was as mysterious as it was generous, but Seokjin, with no other options, accepted. He couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to Fay than met the eye, but the excitement of the opportunity drowned out his suspicions.

True to their word, a package arrived the next day. Inside was the most beautiful suit Seokjin had ever seen—tailored to perfection, with a modern design that was both elegant and edgy. There was also a pair of sleek shoes and a smartwatch, the latest model, programmed with a reminder for the event. As Seokjin tried on the outfit, he felt a confidence he hadn’t known before. For the first time in a long while, he felt like he belonged.

The night of the gala arrived, and Seokjin, dressed in his new suit, made his way to the venue. The atmosphere was electric—glamorous lights, soft music, and the buzz of conversation filled the air. Seokjin’s heart raced as he entered the grand hall, his senses overwhelmed by the opulence around him. But he reminded himself of why he was there: to seize this opportunity, to finally make his dream a reality.

As Seokjin navigated the crowd, he felt out of place among the city’s elite, but he didn’t let it show. He was here on a mission—to network, to find someone who could help him break free from Victor’s control. But as he approached the center of the room, he locked eyes with Namjoon, who was standing by the grand piano, a glass of champagne in hand. Their gazes held for a moment, and Seokjin felt a strange sense of recognition, as if they had met before, even though he knew they hadn’t.

Namjoon, intrigued by the quiet man who had just entered, made his way over to Seokjin. "I don’t think we’ve met before," Namjoon said, his voice smooth and warm. "I’m Namjoon."