Chapter - 1 - School

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The clock struck 7 am on a dreary Monday morning as you readied yourself for another day of college. In the final year of your collegiate studies, you resided in a solitary one-bedroom house. During your leisure hours, you engaged in modeling for a highly acclaimed women's lingerie and undergarment boutique, thereby earning sufficient funds to cover your rent and academic expenses

After completing your morning routine of showering and dressing, you settled into the kitchen to enjoy a leisurely breakfast while exploring your phone. Soon, it would be time to depart for school. Despite being an introvert with a limited social circle, you were surprisingly acclaimed by the male population during your college years. You enjoyed being alone and chose to remain single, preferring solitary adventures over the prospect of a committed relationship.

The clock struck 7:30 in the morning, and with a satisfied appetite, you concluded your breakfast.

The realization of the hour struck you with a sudden jolt. "I must hurry," you thought as you rose from the table, you decided to clean your plate before heading to your room to retrieve your purse.

You placed your phone delicately in your purse, grabbed your car keys, and strolled out the front door, ensuring to lock it behind you. As you started the car, you turned on your BTS playlist and embarked on your journey to school.

Thank God, I arrived just in time. With only 10 minutes left on the clock, I must make a hurry to reach my classroom in time. You arrive at school and expertly park your car. A sense of anticipation fills you as you prepare to embark on another day of academic pursuits.

"Welcome, miss y/n."As you enter the classroom," the teacher said.

You settle towards the back and attempt to concentrate on the topic at hand. As the hour draws to a close, the class comes to an end and you make your way to your next academic pursuit. As the clock strikes noon, you make your way toward the bustling cafeteria, eager to satiate your hunger with a swift midday meal.

Lunchtime was a solitary affair for you, as your reserved nature inclined you towards solitude rather than the company of others. After settling the bill, you make your way to a vacant table and take a seat, alone with your thoughts.

"Excuse me, y/n, would you mind if I join you?" Jim, a member of the college football team with whom you occasionally spend time, inquired of you.

"Sure." As you retrieved your phone from your purse, you proceeded to enjoy your lunch while perusing through its contents.

"Y/n, you're so hot. Why are you so quiet most of the time?" The question hung in the air, waiting for a response. "For quite some time, I have expressed the desire of wanting you to join me for an outing. However, it seems that my advances have gone unnoticed by you." Jim said.

"As someone who tends to keep to herself, socializing is not my forte, and my adventures are typically limited to the workplace. And when I engage in such activities, I tend to prefer solitude as my companion." As you savored a mouthful of your sandwich, your attention was primarily focused on scrolling through your phone. Despite this, you made a conscious effort to avoid being impolite towards him.

"A lot of guys have a crush on you but you always ignore it. I wish you'd give me a chance." Jim pleaded.

"My standards are way too high and I'm not looking to date anyone right now." As you quenched your thirst with a sip of water, you conveyed to him.

"I gotta go but I never lose my hopes. See you later." As Jim rose from his seat and departed, you remained seated, engrossed in your phone, absently munching on your meal. A notification from Weverse regarding an event hosted by Namjoon catches your attention.

"Oh my god! The love of my life is doing a concert for his album release with only 200 armies and you have to be 21+ to attend! Luckily I'm older than 21 but what are the chances?! Well, I guess you don't win if you don't try." As you sent all the requested documents and registered for the raffle to attend Namjoon's concert, you couldn't help but think to yourself.

With a satiated appetite, you delicately place your phone in your purse. Rising gracefully from your seat, you dispose of the remnants and proceed with the remainder of your day. As the clock strikes one in the afternoon, you conclude your daily academic pursuit and make your way toward your vehicle. After the conclusion of your academic pursuits, you found yourself occupied with laborious duties. Furthermore, a photographic session was scheduled to take place at the workplace on that very day.

"I want to win that raffle. God help me win this, please. It'll be a dream come true." You uttered a silent affirmation before slipping into your vehicle and embarking on your journey to the workplace. You arrived with impeccable timing, just in time for the beginning of the photoshoot.

"Can I ask you something? How come a girl so gorgeous like you don't have a boyfriend yet? I'm just curious because I always see you alone." The manager asked.

"I just don't want a relationship with anyone. I've had a lot of guys ask me but I'm just not ready and my standards are way too high for me to just date a guy." You said while preparing yourself for the upcoming photoshoot.

"You're beautiful. This is going to turn out perfect!" As he meticulously prepared the set, the photographer spoke with a focused intensity.

With a serene expression, you complete your preparations as the photoshoot commences. As the camera's shutter clicks away, you find yourself transforming with each change of lingerie.

The session lasted approximately ninety minutes. After completing all tasks, you reverted to your regular attire and departed for the day.

Upon arriving home, you rush to your bedroom, collapsing onto the inviting mattress. With phone in hand, you leisurely explore its contents, taking a moment to unwind. In a sudden turn of events, a notification from Weverse has just arrived, alerting you of Namjoon's upcoming event. You won the raffle. You have been chosen to attend his concert.

"OH, MY GOD! I WON!" With a scream of excitement, tears welled up in your eyes as you realized that the moment you had been waiting for had finally arrived - the chance to meet your crush and the love of your life.

"Oh god, I have to wear something special. Something really hot to be able to get his attention. This is my fucking chance! They didn't say anything about the dress code. I have to dress to impress. I have two weeks to get ready. Oh my god, I'm gonna meet Namjoon in person!" Once more, you let out a piercing scream, hastily wiping away the tears that had been streaming down your face. With a determined air, you rose to your feet and made your way to the closet, ready to begin the arduous task of selecting the perfect outfit for the momentous occasion ahead.

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