🌌 7:00 PM — Seoul

The city shimmered under the night sky.

Lights reflected off glass buildings, cars moved like flowing rivers, and somewhere in the heart of it all—

A celebration was about to begin.

The afterparty.

A place where music softened, cameras relaxed, and people became... just people.

Inside the grand banquet hall, elegance filled every corner.

Soft golden lights.

Crystal glasses.

Low music humming in the background.

Idols, celebrities, industry professionals—all blending into one space.

And then—

They arrived.

BTS.

As always, attention shifted.

Not loudly.

But naturally.

Because their presence carried its own gravity.

Among them—

Park Jimin.

Dressed in black, effortless and graceful, his eyes scanned the room—

Not out of curiosity.

But expectation.

As if he already knew what he was looking for.

And then—

He saw her.

Across the room.

Y/n.

No saree this time.

Just a simple, elegant outfit.

But somehow—

She felt even more striking.

Not because of what she wore.

But because of how she carried herself.

Calm.

Composed.

Untouched by the attention around her.

For a moment—

Everything slowed.

Again.

"Jimin?"

Taehyung's voice broke his focus, a teasing smirk already forming.

"Found her?" he whispered.

Jimin shot him a look. "Shut up."

But it was too late.

Because now—

He couldn't look away.

💫 Meanwhile — Y/n's POV

She wasn't supposed to feel nervous.

Not here.

Not in a room she had practically managed.

But for some reason—

Her heartbeat felt... different tonight.

Unsteady.

Unfamiliar.

She reached for a glass of water, trying to distract herself.

It's just another event, she reminded herself.

Another night.

But then—

She felt it.

A gaze.

Not heavy.

Not uncomfortable.

Just... there.

She looked up.

And her breath caught.

For a second—

Just one second—

Her eyes met his.

Park Jimin.

Silence.

Not in the room.

But between them.

Something unspoken passed.

Something neither of them understood—

But both felt.

She looked away first.

Not because she wanted to.

But because she had to.

🥂 The First Interaction

"Miss Y/n."

A familiar voice pulled her attention.

She turned—

And found herself face-to-face with them.

BTS.

Up close.

Real.

Namjoon smiled politely. "We wanted to thank you for yesterday. Everything was... perfect."

She gave a small nod, her calm mask slipping perfectly into place.

"It's my job," she replied softly.

Professional.

Composed.

Safe.

But then—

He stepped forward.

Jimin.

"Still," he said gently, his voice softer than the rest,
"not everyone can make chaos look that effortless."

Her eyes met his again.

And this time—

She didn't look away immediately.

A small pause.

A small smile.

Barely noticeable.

But real.

"Thank you," she said.

And for the first time—

Her voice wasn't just professional.

It was... personal.

💬 Conversation That Meant More Than It Should

The conversation wasn't long.

It wasn't deep.

Just simple exchanges.

Names.

Light jokes.

Polite smiles.

But beneath it—

Something was building.

Every time their eyes met—

There was a pause.

A fraction of a second too long.

Every word—

Felt slightly heavier.

Every silence—

Felt slightly louder.

And neither of them understood why.

📱 The Moment

As the night slowly moved forward, people began drifting away.

Conversations ended.

Goodbyes began.

Jimin hesitated.

Just for a second.

Then—

"Can I have your number?"

The question was simple.

But the way he said it—

Wasn't.

Y/n blinked, slightly surprised.

Not by the question.

But by how her heart reacted to it.

"Yeah... sure," she replied softly.

Phones were taken out.

Numbers exchanged.

Fingers brushing—just slightly.

And somehow—

That small contact felt louder than the music around them.

🌙 Ending Scene

Outside, the night air was colder.

Quieter.

Y/n stood still for a moment after they left.

Her phone still in her hand.

His name on her screen.

Inside the car—

Jimin leaned back, staring at his phone.

Her name glowing back at him.

Neither texted.

Not yet.

But both knew—

Something had changed tonight.

Not dramatically.

Not obviously.

But deeply.

I appreciate your time and support - thank you for being part of this Journey...💜