Namjin Oneshots

The secret of sleeping beauty

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Seokjin Kim was the kind of person who seemed to have everything. As the only son of a billionaire, he lived in a world of luxury and privilege that most could only dream of. But Seokjin wasn’t just wealthy—he was also kind, intelligent, and breathtakingly handsome. His presence lit up any room he entered, and people couldn’t help but be drawn to him.

At Seoul National University, where he was a neuroscience major, Seokjin was a celebrity. Everyone knew who he was, and everyone wanted to be close to him. Despite his status, Seokjin had a way of making people feel at ease. He treated everyone with respect, whether they were a fellow student or a member of the university staff. This made him even more beloved, and his popularity only grew.

But there was more to Seokjin than met the eye. Beneath the surface, he carried the weight of being his father’s only heir. His father, Kim Hyunsik, was a powerful man who controlled a vast business empire. From a young age, Seokjin had been groomed to take over the family business, and he understood the expectations placed on him. Despite his outward charm and grace, Seokjin often felt the pressure of his responsibilities. He knew that one day, he would have to step into his father’s shoes and lead the empire. Until then, he was determined to live his life on his terms.

Meanwhile, in the same university, there was Namjoon—a quiet, brilliant student who studied technology and neuroscience. Unlike Seokjin, Namjoon wasn’t from a wealthy family. He had worked hard to earn a scholarship, and his focus was on his studies. While Seokjin was adored by many, Namjoon went unnoticed by most. He was content with his life in the background, spending his time in the lab, working on projects that fascinated him.

Namjoon had always admired Seokjin from afar. He had seen him around campus, always surrounded by friends and admirers. But Namjoon had never spoken to him. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to—he simply believed that someone like Seokjin was out of his reach. Namjoon knew his place in the world, and he was content to admire Seokjin from a distance.

Namjoon was devastated when he realized he couldn’t attend the grand charity gala that Seokjin’s family was hosting. It wasn’t just that he wasn’t invited—it was that he knew he didn’t belong in such a world of opulence and wealth. As much as Namjoon tried to push the thoughts aside, they lingered, a bitter reminder of the gulf that existed between him and Seokjin.

On the night of the gala, while everyone else was preparing for the event, Namjoon found himself in the lab, trying to distract himself with his work. The holiday season had begun, and the university was quieter than usual. Namjoon spent hours at his desk, focusing on the project in front of him, trying to ignore the fact that Seokjin was out there, living a life Namjoon could never be part of.

When the clock struck nine, Namjoon decided to call it a night. He packed up his things and headed out, stepping into the chilly evening air. As he walked to the curb to hail a cab, he heard the purr of an engine behind him. Namjoon turned, and his heart skipped a beat.

A sleek, black car had stopped just a few feet away from him. The window rolled down, and Namjoon’s breath caught in his throat when he saw Seokjin sitting in the driver’s seat, a soft smile on his lips.

“Need a ride home?” Seokjin asked, his voice warm and inviting.

Namjoon could barely manage a nod as he climbed into the car, his mind racing. He couldn’t believe what was happening. Seokjin, the golden prince himself, was offering him a ride. It felt like a dream.

As they drove through the quiet streets, Seokjin and Namjoon talked about school, their studies, and life at the university. Namjoon was surprised at how easy it was to talk to Seokjin, how natural the conversation felt. For a moment, it was as if they were just two ordinary students, not the heir to a fortune and a scholarship kid from a modest background.