"𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍"

MEETING HER

As I made my way to my seat, I exchanged greetings with several friends and chose a spot in the back for us to sit together. I settled down between Jennie and Song, while Eunwoo joined Song. I took a moment to stretch and relax.

Then, I stood up to share a few jokes about Ms. Harper. Suddenly, the auditorium went quiet, and we ceased our laughter when we noticed the addressing the crowd.

Out of respect, we stood for him, bowing since it was our last day.

"Good morning, my dear students! Aren't you all going to miss your university?" he said with a broad smile.

"He's probably saying that because he is going to miss our tuition fees," Song whispered, causing us to giggle. I nudged him in the leg to hush him, fearing we might get in trouble even on graduation day.

"Ouch!" Song exclaimed, still playfully whining, while Jennie laughed.

"I'm sure he'll miss our pranks," Eunwoo said, grinning. "Yeah, he'll remember us forever," Jennie agreed.

"Why wouldn't he? But he still doesn't know who left the cat poop on his car's dashboard," Song reminded us, and we all chuckled, recalling that incident. "He was furious because it was his brand-new BMW, which he treated better than people. We had to teach him a lesson!"

"Thank goodness we didn't damage it! But that moment has become a school mystery."

"By the way, I have some exciting news to share!" the Vice Principal said, blushing.

"¡Cringe!"

I thought, glancing at Jennie, who wasn't even hiding her disgust, and I couldn't help but giggle at her expression. Then I focused back on the President , whose tone suddenly became intriguing.

"It's someone new who everyone admires, and she's even younger than all of you you!" he announced joyfully. Younger?

Who could it be? I thought. Could it be someone he fantasizes about or did he call his daughter to show off?

Just then, he revealed, "It's the CEO of LEE ÉSTIER, MS. LEE YN!" His words made me stunned excitement made me nearly leap from my seat in disbelief. Was I truly going to meet her?

My dream woman! My heart raced with joy, and I couldn't stop smiling.

Everyone in the auditorium erupted in cheers, and Song snapped me out of my daze by tugging on my arm while I stood there with my mouth open in shock.

All heads turned as she entered, and I felt a wave of anxiety rush through me. Meeting her was a monumental occasion!

The auditorium erupted with sound as the doors swung open, and security swarmed in.

In the center of the group, a white cloth gleamed, resembling an angel's arrival.

I strained to catch a glimpse of her, but the security detail shielded her from view. Reporters and photographers were flashing cameras wildly in her direction. She entered with an undeniable aura of confidence.

Her hair was the most beautiful shade of black I had ever seen, and she walked gracefully to the podium. When she began to speak, "Good morning, everyone," my heart skipped a beat.

Her smile made me blush deeply as the President presented her with a bouquet. She accepted it gracefully, handing it to her secretary.

"Isn't she sweet?" I heard the secretary murmur as she shared a brief conversation with the President, who nodded before addressing us again.

"Unfortunately, Ms. Lee Yn has a hectic schedule, so she'll only be awarding the top student." His tone was slightly off, and my heart raced with anxiety. What if I wasn't top of the class?

Though I always achieved the highest grades, doubt crept in. I squeezed Song's arm, feeling each moment stretch out painfully.

Ms. Lee took the card and opened it with a warm smile. "Congratulations,
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Jeon Jungkook." Hearing my name send me soaring. How did I get so lucky?

Maybe it was fate. I began to stride forward with bubbling excitement, feeling like the luckiest person alive. And absolutely I am the luckiest man alive. I almost rushed to her, but I reminded myself not to let my feelings interfere with this pivotal moment.

As I awaited the recipient, I pictured a typical nerd-thick glasses, pimples-so I was unprepared for the clean, handsome gentleman who appeared, his hair flawlessly styled.

The crowd cheered as he approached me and locked eyes with me. I extended my hand for a congratulatory shake.

"Congratulations," I said, smiling as we shook hands, but he seemed to be lost in my gaze, not letting go.

I raised an eyebrow, trying to break the trance. After a moment, he finally regained his senses. "Sorry," he uttered, nodding respectfully.

A woman approached with the award and certificate, which I accepted and presented to him while facing the cameras.

Then, with a surprisingly melodic voice, he asked, "Can you work with me?" His request shocked me. Collaborate with a recent graduate? Absolutely not.

But I maintained my composure for the cameras. "Pardon?" I replied, hoping he'd reconsider his ridiculous question.

"Will you work with me?" he persisted, his confidence undeniable. I was taken aback but intrigued. He clearly wasn't wasting his chance despite being flustered.

"Yes!" I responded, knowing the impact of my answer would surprise him.

"Really?" he asked, his innocent eyes widening. "Yeah! Of course," I whispered before leaving the stage with my secretary, Mrs. Choi, wondering if I'd ever see him again. Most probably not and I also don't want to see his handsome face again.

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