𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 | kth

18

When she arrived, she saw that the parking lot was full, so the car had been parked far away. Jisoo had went to collect it while Y/N was in the bathroom.

When she reached the hotel door, Jisoo had not yet returned with the car. She waited at the side and saw Taehyung walking out from the hotel. Her position was right in front of hotel, so if Taehyung were to walk straight, he would definitely bump into her.

Taehyung didn't like interacting with her in public places and whenever they met, he would ignore her as though she was thin air.

Rather than waiting for him to ignore her, she decided to stand aside, hiding from him.
Y/N turned around swiftly, walking forward when she caught him preoccupied.

Before she could walk far, a car suddenly stopped beside her. The car's window went down and someone called her name, "Y/N."

She turned her head and saw Producer Lee in the seat beside the driver. She politely greeted him, "Mr. Lee"

Producer Lee stretched his head out the window, "Y/N, why are you out here alone? Don't you have a car?"

As he spoke, Producer Lee came out of the car to personally help Y/N open the back door. "Where do you live? I can give you a lift."

Y/N hurriedly shook her head, expressing her gratitude. "Mr. Lee, thank you so much, but you don't have to trouble yourself. My manager is on her way with the car."

"I see.. " Regret clouded Producer Lee's eyes as he continued to stare at Y/N. The more he looked at her, the deeper he sunk into her beauty. Impulsively he asked, "Y/N, which university are you from?"

Even though Y/N wanted to avoid Taehyung, she didn't want to offend Producer Lee. She answered his question politely, "Myeongdong University."

"Myeongdong University, that's a really good school."

Before Y/N had spotted Taehyung, he had already seen her. The minute she laid her eyes on him, she had walked away, obviously avoiding him.

Taehyung stopped momentarily, frost clouding his gaze. Just as he was prepared to walk towards his car, he saw Producer Lee's car stop beside her.

Taehyung was too far to hear their conversation, but he could tell that they were enjoying themselves.

Y/N kept smiling at Producer Lee, exposing her flawless teeth, and whatever she said delighted Producer Lee.

In the end, Producer Lee took out his phone and typed something in while Y/N spoke.

Afterwards, she took out her phone which was lit up, a call coming through.

They must have exchanged numbers.

Y/N didn't find anything amiss, giving him her contact number.

After exchanging numbers, Producer Lee put away his phone and said, "Y/N, I have something on later, I'll head off first." 　
　
She hurriedly reached out to help Producer Lee open the car door. Once he was well seated, she shut the car door. Waving at Producer Lee, she bid him farewell sweetly,

"Goodbye Mr. Lee."

Producer Lee waved back and the car left.

She still had her smile even after the car was far off into the distance.

Just then, it dawned on her that Jisoo was not back yet. She reached for her phone and dialed Jisoo's number while looking around in search for her. But she was nowhere in sight.

Before she could make the call, she saw Taehyung walking towards her.

Unconsciously, she froze and lowered her lashes.

She thought that Taehyung would ignore her, walking by as usual, but this time, he had stopped directly in front of her.

Her heart beat rapidly. Anxiously, she lifted her head to look at him.

He remained impassive, his gaze focused on her mobile phone without any emotion.

Y/N was already immune to Taehyung's cold manner, but she didn't understand why he would stare at her phone with such intensity.

Her fingers froze from his frosty gaze. She moved them unnaturally, clenching the phone tighter. Since Taehyung showed no intention of speaking, she tried to shield her embarrassment by changing the topic.

"Um- thank you for helping me out back there."

Truthfully, the fact that he would help her out in that kind of situation left her totally and utterly flattered. In that instance, she felt as though her heart had blossomed into a mini garden.

She was left in pure happiness. Even though it had been an hour, warmth and sweetness still squeezed her heart whenever she thought of it.

He had actually helped her. Did that mean- deep inside his heart, he didn't hate her that much?

He heard her, and his gaze slowly shifted from her phone to her face.

As the dim street lighting hit her white porcelain skin, her features softened, making her look sweet and gentle.

The scene before him automatically made him loosened his tie.

Damn it.