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I hated the reception. Not because of the food – oh I love the food. But because of the ones who are keeping me from eating properly. The people.

Unlike my encounter with Jungkook and Yuju, Sooyoung couldn't save me now for she was also occupied with high school classmates who we haven't met for long.

And the dreaded conversations started, featuring the updates of people's lives I never asked for but they just take pleasure in telling.

They boasted on the graduate degrees they are taking, the countries they have been in, the travels they had made, how successful their lives were, or how sweet their spouses and children were.

I merely listened and nodded my way out of boredom, giving simple replies such as 'really' and 'good to hear that.' Fortunately, Jimin was a better talker than me. There's a great possibility that he had been in those places which my classmates spoke of, but he refused to dominate the conversation and merely supplied some interesting details.

He was a good distraction for my classmates not to corner me with questions about myself. They seem to enjoy talking about themselves so Jimin had bought more time for me to savor my food.

"So when are you two getting married?"

I almost spit out the dessert I was having. There goes one of the questions I hate the most.

"We haven't talked about it – " I was about to answer but Jimin spoke.

"Oh. I'm just waiting for Dahyun to propose," he said, "I think she's still having trouble finding me a ring."

The table laughed, and they let the question slide just like that.

Jimin swiftly redirected their conversation back to stocks and investments. I knew he was an expert at this field with such high office he was occupying in their company – both literally and figuratively. But when he was asked about his job, he merely answered that he was trying to keep a small family business, alive.

Small family business. I'm not sure if he's trying to be humble or he just do not want to share his real identity to people he just met.

Fortunately, it was time for the bride and groom to dance, calling the people's attention once more. A slow song started playing and one by one, the couples had gathered to the dance floor, tangled in limbs, swaying to the music.

I found myself in Prom Night once again, and I could still clearly remember how both Jungkook and I just kept dancing that night – holding each other close as if we would never let go of each other in this lifetime.

But in the blink of an eye, I was brought back to reality where in truth, it was now Yuju whom Jungkook was holding and dancing with.

"If you keep staring at them like that, people would think you're jealous," Jimin spoke, halting the trance that I was in. When I looked at him, he offered his hand and said, "Why don't we dance instead?"

"What makes you think I'd say yes to that?" I squinted at him.

"The fact that there are eyes on us," Jimin replied, "People had been observing you, Dahyun."

I quietly looked around and truly, there were others who had been watching me. Sooyoung was right. I would be the center of attention next to the bride. People are waiting for my every move.

With a sigh, I accepted Jimin's invitation and he led me to the dancefloor with a smile. He then guided my hands to the back of his neck while his hands held my waist. When I looked at him, I suddenly realized the proximity that we are in.

I've never been this close to a man before – well, except for Jungkook.

Suddenly, I felt like I was trapped in his gaze as he just continued staring at me. Then, trying to lighten the atmosphere, I told him, "Why are you looking at me like some sort of masterpiece?"

"Because you are," Jimin beamed, making me mum in silence.

Then, he said, "I'm sorry for a while ago."

"You're not really the reason why I became grumpy just because of the radio," I confessed.

"I was not talking about that."

"I thought that's the one you're apologizing for."

"I already apologized for that. This one's a new apology."

"For what then?" I furrowed my eyebrows at him.

"For saying you're 'not bad' the first time I saw you today," he replied, "That was clearly an understatement to the way you look so beautiful tonight."

I lowered my gaze and bowed my head down, but from the way Jimin chuckled, I knew that he already had seen how my cheeks blushed at his comment.

For the first time since Jungkook and I broke up, my heart skipped a beat once again.

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