The Beauty King's Uber |K.S.J|

"Wow. You really don't know me? You don't know my face?" He threw his head back, throwing his bangs out of the way of his frame, "The silk of my hair, the look in my eyes, the perfect shape of my nose, the curve of my lips, the sound of my voice, and even the scent of my fragrance and you still don't know?"

You shrugged your shoulders. He scoffed and exit the car. But before he fully left, he looked at you.

"Kim Seokjin."