Taehyung, a young man from a modest family, and Jungkook, the reckless heir to Jeon Entertainment. Taehyung loathes Jungkook's arrogant, attention-grabbing lifestyle, while Jungkook sees Taehyung as naïve and predictable.
But when their paths cross...
As they settled into the VIP room, the hum of the club felt distant, almost like background noise, with the plush setting around them providing a comfortable contrast to the chaos below. A waitress arrived soon after, her presence a bit too formal for the environment, but she quickly approached them with a polite smile, ready to take drink orders.
Jin, as usual, ordered something expensive, a drink that made the others raise their eyebrows. Hoseok, never one to back down from a drink challenge, followed suit with his own extravagant choice. Yoongi, though, shook his head. "I'm driving," he muttered, clearly not in the mood to join in.
Namjoon, the responsible one, opted for a non-alcoholic drink as well. He had no intention of letting the night spiral into something messy, especially with a bunch of young adults prone to impulsive decisions.
Taehyung, who'd never tasted alcohol, grimaced at the sight of the drinks being served. He ordered a juice instead, silently thankful for his personal aversion to alcohol. "I hate the taste," he muttered, his eyes flicking to the others. "You guys are crazy."
As they sipped their drinks and joked around, the atmosphere in the club shifted. A sudden loud shout cut through the conversation, and Hoseok, who had been eyeing the crowd, leaned forward in shock. "What the hell!" He pointed across the room, his voice a mix of disbelief and curiosity. "Is that... Jimin?"
Yoongi immediately dashed to the large see-through glass window, followed by the others. Taehyung was close behind, still unsure of what was going on.
The music abruptly changed, the beat slowing to something more dramatic, and the entire room shifted its attention. Taehyung's eyes widened as he saw Park Jimin on stage, dressed in a tight pair of black jeans and a dark blue satin button-up shirt that clung to his frame just right. His hair, a rich gold brown, caught the light and made him look ethereal, almost like an angel under the spotlight.
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Park Jimin:23years old, 1m75 from a rich family. Last year at Seoul University.
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Jimin held a microphone, and when the lights hit him, it was as if a switch had been flipped. His voice, smooth and hypnotic, poured into the crowd as he began to perform. His presence was magnetic, his energy electric. The crowd, already hyped up from the music, went wild as Jimin took control of the stage.
Yoongi stood frozen, his mouth slightly agape as he watched Jimin captivate everyone with his performance. For a moment, it felt like everything else faded into the background. Hoseok, ever the one to check on his twin, glanced around before asking, "Where's Yoonji?"
Hoseok's eyes narrowed as he spotted Yoonji, Yoongi's twin sister, near the DJ booth, controlling the music. He sighed in relief, then turned his attention back to Jimin, who was still commanding the stage.
