Pierced by fate

chapter 7

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"Betrayal is the only truth that sticks "
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Yns pov:

It had been a few days since that eerie feeling had first settled in—the creeping sensation that someone was watching me. No matter where I went or what I did, the awareness of unseen eyes lingered. I kept telling myself it was nothing, just nerves or stress from all the training, but deep down, I couldn't shake the unease.

Life carried on as usual, despite the strange feeling that had been haunting me for days. I couldn't shake the sense that someone was watching my every move, but I tried not to let it consume me. I kept going to training sessions daily, pushing myself to focus, and finding comfort in the routine.

The girls—Sora, Minji, Eunji, and Mirae—had become more than just friends to me. Over time, we'd grown so close it felt like we'd been sisters our whole lives. They were my constant source of support, whether it was through shared laughter, inside jokes, or the countless times we stayed up talking about everything and nothing. With them, I always felt understood.

Even with the guys, things felt natural. I'd settled into a comfortable rhythm with them, each one bringing their own personality to the group. But then, there was Hoseok. Our dynamic was... complicated. We bickered and teased each other constantly, our banter never-ending, yet there was something underneath it all—an undeniable chemistry that neither of us fully addressed. It was like walking a fine line between teasing and something deeper, something neither of us wanted to put into words.

Today, though, was different. Hoseok was picking me up for coffee, and despite everything, I was looking forward to it. The weather had turned chilly, so I threw on a cozy but cute outfit, layering up to stay warm. I decided on a simple yet cozy outfit for the day. I slipped into a white knit skirt that hugged just the right places, pairing it with a soft brown sweater that complemented the chilly weather. To complete the look, I opted for brown casual platform ankle boots that added a bit of height and edge. My golden teardrop hoop earrings glimmered softly as I moved, and I slung my white Chanel bag over my shoulder for a touch of elegance. My hair was mostly down, but I had tied a few strands back with a delicate brown bow, giving it a soft, playful touch.

As I gave myself one last look in the mirror, adjusting my sweater, the sound of the doorbell echoed through the house. My heart did a small flip as I hurried downstairs, the soft click of my boots against the wooden steps following me. When I opened the door, I was greeted by Hoseok standing there, a bright smile lighting up his face.

He was dressed in a brown sweater that matched the one I was wearing, paired with crisp white pants and brown shoes. His hair was effortlessly messy, yet neatly styled in that perfect, casual way he always seemed to pull off. In his hands, he held a small bouquet of flowers, the delicate blooms peeking out between his fingers.

"Hey," he said, handing me the bouquet with a teasing grin. "Thought I'd bring something as pretty as you to match the cozy vibe."I couldn't help but smile, a warm blush creeping up despite the cool air. "You really know how to sweet-talk, don't you? Not bad, Hobi. And the flowers are definitely a nice touch."He leaned in slightly, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "Well, I had to step up my game if I wanted to keep up with how stunning you look today."

"May I?" he asked, extending his hand toward me with a playful bow, a charming smile dancing on his lips. "Allow me to escort you to the carriage, my lady."

I couldn't help but laugh, taking his hand as he guided me toward the car. "You really are laying it on thick today, aren't you?"

Hoseok chuckled, swinging open the car door for me with a flourish. "Just trying to treat you like the royalty you are." As I climbed in, I felt a flutter of excitement at his sweet gesture, my heart racing just a bit faster.