RACERS to RINGS

Chapter 6: The First Meeting

(Yoongis outfit)

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oongi POV:

I sat in the private dining room, my fingers tapping lightly against the edge of the table. The atmosphere was too quiet, the kind that made you hyper-aware of every sound, every creak in the wood, every soft shuffle of movement from the staff outside the door. The restaurant had cleared out the entire section for us, VIP treatment, of course. It made me uneasy. Even tho I like quiet and no people places so I can just sleep. But this? This silence was suffocating.

I adjusted my collar for the third time, my thoughts drifting. I’d been waiting for about five minutes now. Not that I was impatient, but I wasn’t exactly thrilled about this meeting. My father had insisted an arranged marriage was tradition, he said, a merging of families and businesses that was "necessary." I didn’t care for tradition, and I certainly didn’t care to be tied to someone I’d never met.

But as always, I didn’t have a choice.

I leaned back in my chair, glancing at the door. I had heard the name Jung Hoseok before how could I not? He was the only son of Jung Enterprises, and I had seen his face more than once on TV or plastered across magazines. But meeting him face-to-face? It felt unreal. In my mind, he was just another business figure, someone untouchable. Now, he was about to become something much more personal.

I sighed, trying to clear my head. There was something unsettling about this whole situation. Even though I’d agreed to this arrangement in principle, a part of me rebelled at the thought of being tied down. Yet... there was also a strange sense of curiosity gnawing at me.

Just then, the door creaked open.

I straightened in my chair, my breath catching in my throat as my eyes landed on the figure standing in the doorway.

𝐽𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝐻𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑜𝑘

(  Hobis Outfit)

For a moment, I was... stunned. It wasn’t like me to react this way, but the second he stepped into the room, something inside me shifted. My eyes swept over him—his perfectly styled hair, the crisp lines of his suit, and the way his presence seemed to fill the entire space. He was... beautiful, more beautiful than any picture or video could ever capture. The kind of beauty that made it hard to look away.

But it wasn’t just that.

It was the way he carried himself. There was a fire in his eyes, a confidence that radiated from him, but beneath that, I could sense something else. Something... familiar. Like I’d met him before. Like we were connected in some strange, unspoken way. But that was impossible, wasn’t it? I pushed the thought away.

Focus, Yoongi.

Hoseok’s gaze swept the room before finally locking onto mine. The moment our eyes met, my heart did something stupid.  It. Skipped. A. Beat. I didn’t understand it, but something about this man... it was different. I couldn’t explain why, but I felt drawn to him. Like the universe had shifted around us in that instant.

“Min Yoongi?” Hoseok asked, his voice smooth but laced with an edge of uncertainty, as if he wasn’t sure this meeting was real either.

I nodded, unable to find my voice for a moment. Then I stood, trying to pull myself together. “Yeah. Jung Hoseok, I presume?”

He smiled, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “That’s right.”

We shook hands, and as soon as our fingers touched, something electric shot through me. It was quick, barely noticeable, but it left me rattled. I don’t know if Hoseok felt it too, but for a second, his expression shifted, like he’d felt that same jolt.

We sat across from each other, the table between us feeling like a barrier. But the room... the room suddenly felt too small. Too intimate. I wasn’t sure how to feel about that.

“I didn’t expect... this,” Hoseok said after a moment, his voice quieter now. There was a hint of something in his tone, discomfort, maybe? I couldn’t blame him. But something inside me hated the fact he is uncomfortable with me.

“Yeah,” I replied, running a hand through my hair. “It’s not exactly a normal meeting, is it?”

He chuckled, though it was dry. “No. Not at all.”

We fell into silence again, both of us lost in our own thoughts. I glanced at him from time to time, trying to figure him out. There was something about Hoseok that made me feel... off-balance. It wasn’t just the fact that we were about to be engaged it was deeper than that. Like I knew him from somewhere, but I couldn’t place it. And every time I tried to grasp the memory, it slipped away.

Maybe it was just the nerves.

But as I sat there, watching him, I realized something.

I was falling for him.

Ridiculous, right? I’d only just met the guy, but there was no denying it. Something about Hoseok his presence, the way he spoke, the way he seemed both strong and vulnerable at the same time had hooked me from the moment he walked through that door. And it scared me. Because I wasn’t supposed to feel this way. Not now. Not like this.

I cleared my throat, trying to shake off the feeling. “So... how are you taking all of this?”

Hoseok sighed, leaning back in his chair. “Honestly? I don’t know. I didn’t even know this was happening until a week ago.”

“Same here,” I admitted. “It’s strange, isn’t it? Being told that your life is going to change without any warning.”

Hoseok looked at me, and for a moment, there was a flicker of something in his eyes. “Yeah. Strange.”

We sat there, two strangers forced together by circumstances beyond our control, but despite everything, I felt a connection. Something more than just business, more than just obligation. And I wondered... could this be the start of something more?

Because if it was, I wasn’t sure I could stop it.

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The story sucks since I'm writing this during class and the teacher is strict af
But hope u liked it.