Stolen glance

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Jay Park stood on set, watching the final rehearsal for his new music video, "MC Nasty." His eyes swept over the backup dancers, each of them precise and in sync with the music. But there was one dancer who had started to catch his attention more than the others—Yunnie.

It wasn't her first time dancing for him, but something about her performance today seemed to draw his focus in a way that hadn't happened before. The way she moved—especially during the more intense choreography—was mesmerizing. It was the way she owned the stage, confident yet effortlessly sensual, particularly when she twerked in perfect rhythm. Her movements were sharp but graceful, unapologetically bold yet refined.

Between takes, Jay found himself watching her more closely. He tried to brush it off as simple admiration for her talent, but his lingering gaze told another story. As the day went on, he caught himself glancing in her direction every time she danced, appreciating not just her moves but the quiet determination in her eyes.

Yunnie, on the other hand, remained professional. She noticed Jay's attention but didn't let it get to her. She knew her job was to dance and nothing more. Still, every time she caught him watching her, her heart skipped just a bit faster. She tried to ignore it, chalking it up to the high-energy atmosphere on set.

As the shoot progressed, the chemistry between them became palpable. Jay would linger just a little too long during breaks, offering her a quick smile or a subtle compliment. Yunnie stayed polite, though she couldn't help but feel the subtle sparks. Their conversations were brief, always about work, yet there was an undeniable tension that simmered beneath the surface. A slow burn.

After one particularly intense take, Jay walked over, his signature confident smirk in place. "You're killing it out there, Yunnie," he said, his voice smooth.

She flashed a quick smile, her breath still heavy from the routine. "Just doing my job."

"Yeah," Jay said, his eyes lingering on hers a moment too long. "But no one does it quite like you."

Her heart fluttered, but Yunnie simply nodded, staying composed. "Thanks, Jay."

As the crew called for a reset, they both turned back to their roles, but something had shifted. There was an undeniable connection forming, slow and steady. Jay couldn't stop thinking about her. And Yunnie? She wondered just how long she could resist the magnetic pull of one of the most charismatic soloists in the industry.

This sets the stage for a slow-burn romance as they continue to work together, with Jay Park noticing Yunnie's talent and confidence through her dancing, while Yunnie maintains her professionalism, even as sparks begin to fly.

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Idk why i wrote this im sorry (to everyone but you yunnie 🤨)

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