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"Hey, superstar. Still remember us?" I heard Jimin spoke from behind me.

"Shut up, Jimin." I laughed and gave them a big hug.

"Congratulations, Y/N! My friend's finally making it big." Jimin commented making me grin as pride rushes through me.

"I saw you talking to the famous model earlier." Emerie teased and playfully wiggled her eyebrows. "Tell me about him!"

"Babe." Jimin groaned making me giggle when Emerie just shushed him.

"Was I talking to a model?" I asked with a frown and Emerie nodded. "Who?"

"Jeon Jungkook, Y/N! How could you not know him? His face is posted in almost every billboard." She rolled her eyes at me playfully. Oh, so he's a model. That explains the charm.

"Oh, you know me. I'm not into them that much." I said with a smile before I remembered something. Once again, my eyes flitted back and forth in all of the corners of the room. "Hey, can I ask you guys something?"

"Yeah, shoot." Jimin said.

"Have you noticed, erm, a guy? With black hair and gray suit?" I asked them.

"There's a lot of black haired men with gray suit in this room, Y/N." Jimin commented with a frown.

"Uhm.. He's taller than you. Maybe this high?" I raised my hand to my estimation of his height but the couple just shook their heads.

"No, I don't think so." Emerie's answer made my heart drop. I felt like a huge hope inside of me died down. "Why?" She asked making me stop.

Why on earth am I actually looking for this guy again? I heaved a sigh and laughed lightly at myself. My curiosity getting the best of me again.

"Oh.. N-Nothing."

"You got the hots for someone in this exhibit, Y/N?" Jimin teased at me while wiggling his eyebrows. He wrapped his arms on my shoulders and laughed. "Is Granny Y/N finally morphing into a young woman?"

"God, why did I even invite you here?" I joked.

I excused myself to go to the restroom and as I'm walking, I can't help but feel eyes on me. It has been a lingering feeling that I have the whols night and I can't seem to shake it off. The feeling isn't the same when I saw a guest looking at me. It's different. I turned around and scanned the crowd but saw no pair of eyes staring back at me.

"You're just overthinking, Y/N." I muttered to myself in the mirror.

I freshened up and went out once more to mingle with the guests. One of the organizers came to me and informed me about the sales of my painting and I've heard it's going good. I scanned the list of sold items and it's true. More than half of it was sold.

"Oh wow. I didn't expect this." I smiled at the organizer as she mumbled a congratulations to me. I was scanning through the papers, my smile getting bigger and bigger. Then, my eyes stopped at a certain name when I flipped on the page. My hands went cold as my breath hitched.

Why?

Because it fucking glows.

One of my favorite paintings of Taehyung, which is called Beloved, was sold to someone.

One of my favorite paintings of Taehyung, which is called Beloved, was sold to someone

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It was signed under the name V. That's it. That's just the name. I quickly handed the paper to the organizer and began heading towards the Beloved painting with hopes of finding the "V" there. For some reason, I feel so nervous. Insanely nervous that I almost went numb. Is it possible to have two soulmates in a lifetime? If so, why is this happening to me now? Especially at this time when I'm still coping from the loss of Taehyung.

My feet quickly padded towards the location of the painting, subtly ignoring the attempts of the people who's trying to approach me. At this moment, I want nothing but to find who V is. Maybe he is the reason why I feel off the whole night.

As soon as my eyes reached the painting, I saw a familiar figure standing right infront of it. And just like that, the person who bought this painting slipped out of my mind once again as I felt being drawn to this man. There he is, the man with the gray suit. His hands were on his back and I couldn't miss the cut of his broad shoulders and long legs. His seemingly soft hair looks perfect against his fair skin tone. His slender fingers and his wide palms are also on display as it clasped behind his back. His hands were almost like Taehyu--

My thoughts were cut off as I saw him walking away from the painting.

"W-Wait!" I called out to him and I swear I saw his shoulders tense before he began moving faster away from me. It's like he is avoiding me as he pass through the crowd of people. I ran after him just before he blended with the other audience, making it almost impossible to catch up to him.

But before he completely vanish from my sight, he tilted his face a bit towards mines. And I could have sworn that I saw a familiar set of brown eyes.

"Taehyung.." I mumbled his name. That guy insanely reminds me of Taehyung. By his shoulders, hands, and especially his eyes. But then again, is there anything that doesn't remind me of him? Especially now that I'm surrounded by paintings that are actually all inspired by him? I suddenly felt so deflated. I wanted to see that guy and maybe talk to him, but I missed the chance. I also wanted to see who this V guy is but I don't know how.

Feeling overwhelmed all of a sudden, I bit my lip and immediately went for Hoseok with my eyes sharp for the man with the gray suit, thinking that maybe he's still here even though I saw him left. My unexplainable curiosity towards him makes the chase more thrilling for me and yet, it also drains me. I need to be alone. I need to talk to Taehyung.

























A/N: Hmm.. I wonder who it is??

On another note, withe everything happening in the world right now, I just wish you guys all the safety. Please keep safe and healthy!

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