ＣＥＬＥＳＴＥ ⧪ The Unspoken Name [ 𝒐𝒏-𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅 ]

C H 2 0 P T E R

J I M I N

"Can't believe they thought you're a manager." My own thoughts suddenly came out from my mouth, making me widen my eyes as I look at her. I slightly sighed in relief, glad that she didn't hear what I said. Well, hopefully she didn't.

"Ah my boys. You can make yourselves comfortable. Your manager already reserved you a table." Bang PD hyung greeted us before gesturing us to take a sit. 

The seven of us made our way to the table our manager reserved for us, Namjoon hyung slightly nodding his head in approval.

"She did reserve us a nice spot after all." Hyung said, pulling a chair out before sitting himself.

"Tsk. Doesn't mean she's good and all." Yoongi hyung sasses, face still blank as he seated himself as well.

"No one said she's good though." Jin hyung calmly commented, sitting beside Namjoon hyung. 

I heard Yoongi hyung tsk-ed for the second time as I sit beside him, arms crossing over his chest. I look around for a while, checking if everyone's already seated. Namjoon hyung seats at the middle of all of us, Jin hyung at his right side while Yoongi hyung on his left side. Taehyung and Hoseok hyung seats beside Jin hyung while both me and Jungkook sat at Yoongi hyung's side.

I turn my eyes, looking at the staffs that are talking at the table just behind us. Eyes roaming around the venue, I felt someone tap my shoulder.

I turn to look at Kookie, "What?"

"Who are you looking for?" He tilts his head.

I blink my eyes, "Me? Looking for someone? What are you talking about?"

He grins at me before shrugging his shoulder. Aish this little boy.

A feeling of wanting to go out and get some fresh air suddenly runs inside my head, making me slowly stand up from my seat. 

"I'll just go to the restroom for a while." I reasoned, the guys looked at me for a second before nodding their head.

I start walking away from the table, head slightly bowing down each time I walk past someone who's talking or something in order to not look rude in anyone's eyes. My legs stops for a moment, eyeing the front door where a couple of guards were standing. 

I can't possibly go out by the front door. They wouldn't let an Idol go out without a manager or staff's approval.

I turn my head, looking for somewhere to sneak out. Hmmmm, where do I go out?

My eyes suddenly stops at a familiar figure, her back facing me as she talks to a male that has a smile on his face. I raise an eyebrow. Who in the world is that guy?