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Dance The Night Away || KIM SEOKJIN

Dance The Night Away || KIM SEOKJIN

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I opened the doors, a thick cloud of flour was surrounding me and the ground. I look around the room, everyone is staring at me, laughing and making comments. "Come with me," Jin grabbed my hand and we both rushed to the changing rooms with a sport bag. He sat me down on a Bench, "Lets get you fixed, Shall we?" Jin asked with an assuring, gentle and relaxing tone.
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"Jin, what's going on?" My voice was shaky, trying to keep the panic at bay. Jin took a breath, his jaw clenched, then his gaze softened when it landed on me. "You don't have to worry about it. It's nothing. Just some... unfinished business with Mr. Park." But I could tell it wasn't nothing. The way he said it, the way Mr. Park's eyes stayed locked on me-this wasn't just about boundaries. There was something deeper, something far more complicated between them. "Unfinished business, huh?" Mr. Park's voice dripped with icy disdain, the words slicing through the thick tension in the room. Before I could process it, his eyes were on me, sharp and commanding. "Yeona," he called out smoothly, his tone unsettlingly calm. "There's something I'd like to remind you of." Before he could say more, Jin's voice cut through like a blade. "Jimin," he warned, his tone dangerously low. There was a protective edge to it, but the fire in his eyes betrayed just how close he was to losing control.

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