"Floor five? Are you one of the models that are trying out for this agency?" the woman asked.
She peered at his face, but couldn't get a clear look at him since Taehyung had his head staring down at the floor.
Taehyung nodded slightly, replying, "Yes."
"I'm sure you'll do amazing. We might even end up working together or something in future," she answered, a polite smile on her face.
Taehyung decided to look up at that moment. He wanted to see what kind of woman he could possibly model with in the future if he got the job.
His eyes widened and his mouth opened, ready to say something.
"Oh—hey, aren't you Kim Taehyung?" she asked.
"Kim Iseul?" Taehyung asked back, his mouth dry.
Taehyung couldn't feel his mouth anymore. He felt like a dentist gave him a numbing shot into his gums. His brain couldn't function properly anymore. He felt his legs slightly wobble.
Iseul smiled even wider. Her face lit up once she recognized the man in front of her. She put an excited hand on his shoulder.
"You are, right? I've seen your Instagram account! You're a really good model for someone who isn't with an agency. I'm glad you're finally putting yourself out there!"
"You're... Oh—god. You're Kim Iseul," he repeated.
Iseul laughed. "Yeah, you said that already. Looks like your stop is here. Good luck!"
Iseul gently shoved Taehyung's back. He didn't even notice that the elevator doors were open and the fifth floor was already there.
Before he realized it, he was out of the elevator and Iseul was waving goodbye to him. Taehyung still couldn't believe that he met his role model. He couldn't believe that he met his noona. He couldn't believe that he didn't ask for an autograph or selfie with her.
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FanfictionShe leaned forward and met his soft, plush lips. Her hand trailed up to cup his jaw. His fluffy hair brushed against her forehead. Taehyung made an attempt to pull her jeans down, but she pinched the skin on his hand. "No," she scolded. "You've been...