𝗨𝗦 𝗔𝗚𝗔𝗜𝗡﹕jay

－ 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄

Third person.

The photoshoot came to a wrap at one o'clock in the afternoon once Jieum and the photographer were satisfied with the outcome of her photos. They were thankful enough for the sun that shined all morning to give the best lighting possible for the exposure.

Contrary to the great weather, the sun has been burning everyone all day; Jieum knows that she looks a bit more tan than she was a few hours ago. She fans herself due to the heat, hating the sticky sensation of her clothing on her back. She's given a face towel and she dabs it on her forehead to remove the sweat.

While doing it, her eyes unintentionally look around. She instantly detects Sakura from a distance talking on the phone, and the older girl waves at her when she notices. Despite seeing her, Jieum keeps on skimming around, growing curious about where the guy she's been loathing suddenly went.

"The photographer's leaving in a few minutes as they're packing up, and so are we. You can go back here yourself later if you want. We're free from schedule tonight until tomorrow before we go back to Seoul after lunch." Sakura informs her, her eyes peeking from her sunglasses on the bridge of her nose which she now has raised.

"Okay." Jieum briefly answers. She retreats a wisp of her hair aside as her eyes quickly attempt to glance somewhere else once again. Sakura catches up to it without a miss.

"Are you looking for something... or someone?" Sakura tilts her head. She learns by the irk on Jieum's face that who she's trying to find is her bodyguard.

"Where is he? Did he go somewhere? Does he know we're going back to the hotel?" Jieum lets out with an aggravated attitude.

"Yes, Miss Moon. I'm here."

Jieum assertively spins around to the voice belonging to Jongseong (she's momentarily embarrassed by how impulsively quick her reaction was). Somehow, seeing him stand with aplomb and his lopsided smile only maddens Jieum even more.

"Get in the van. Everyone's waiting." Jongseong leads the way to the parking lot, expecting the two women to be trailing along.

"Bold of him to assume I was looking for him." Jieum buffs out; Sakura hears, and secretly laughs.

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Jieum sits down on the edge of her bed facing the opened balcony as the unwelcome breeze enters the room. The moon is widely visible once it joins the sky full of stars. The street lights brighten up the small narrow road on a hill where people are walking. She wants to go out and take a night stroll too, but her paranoia gets the best of her.

A faint knock interrupts her peace. Her head turns towards the door, mulling over whether to check or not. When the second batch of faint careful knocks comes around, she propels herself to get up and get the door.

She peeks at the peephole and her mood turns sour once again when she finds Jongseong standing by the door. She doesn't want to open it, but she sees a familiar small navy blue box in his hand.

The door swings open and they greet each other with flushed faces until Jieum paints hers with annoyance like always when it comes to him.

Jongseong reveals what he's holding by grabbing her left hand and putting the object on it, which was what Jieum already saw not too long ago.