project: l.o.v.e | yoonghyo

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎

yoongi cannot help but get worried. his mind is full of thoughts as he followed tzuyu, wherever they decided to lock jihyo. this led to him reminiscing to a time jihyo had told him something during the days they worked overtime.

—

"hey," jihyo started, still looking at the monitor as she typed. "you know why i always look frightened whenever we're in such a tight space?" the girl randomly asked, making him look up from the papers he was reading.

he recalled a moment they were inside an elevator. there were also a lot of employees in, but they do not have the time to wait for the next one as they still have a meeting to catch up to, so they decided to just get in.

jihyo's eyes were trembling, not to mention her fingers fiddling with one another from time to time. she was obviously scared. yoongi seemed to sense it, so he kept an eye on her through the elevator ride.

jihyo turned around, meeting his gaze. "nayeon said i'm claustrophobic. i don't remember how i got that , though." she continued, shrugging as she finished her sentence.

yoongi, on the other hand, raised an eyebrow. he was confused on why jihyo had said something like that. "i just... wanted to share that. sorry..." jihyo mumbled, before slowly returning to the monitor and continuing her work.

he stared at jihyo's back as she started typing again. does she trust him enough to speak comfortably now? yoongi smiled at the thought. he continued on watching her work for a few more seconds, before going back to read the papers earlier.

—

jihyo set forth inside the 'storage room', as what her senior has said. how could a room so creepy be a storage room? jihyo had a bad feeling about this, but who is she to disrespect her seniors anyway.

she checked on most boxes, realizing that this room may be used to dump old stuff, according to what she has seen. it is indeed a storage room, a very old one to be more specific.

the light inside the room was dim, not to mention that it's also flickering (jihyo makes a mental note of approaching one of their technicians later). oh, and did she mention that it's also quite stuffy, jihyo's having a hard time breathing.

"okay, that's all of them." jihyo sighed, dusting off her hands and her clothes. "it's really hot here, i think it's best to go now." she said, already making her way to the door.

the girl went to reach for the doorknob, attempting to open the door. "h-huh?" she furrowed her eyebrows, trying to twist the doorknob one more time.

"weird..." her voice trailed off. jihyo turned back, only noticing how closed the space is now. "don't tell me-" jihyo's eyes widened, before knocking on the door.

she's trapped. the door seems to be locked on the outside. "hello? is anyone there?" she asked, hoping for someone, just anyone that may be passing through this secluded hallway.

jihyo feels that the room just gets hotter and hotter as time passes, and maybe her claustrophobia has reached her again, getting her more nervous. "please..." she focuses her energy on banging the door.

the girl sighed, her hand curled to a fist still against the door. it's hopeless. jihyo turned her back to the door, sliding down as her body starts to feel heavy.

"help..." jihyo whispers to the air. eyes starting to feel heavy, jihyo struggled in keeping herself awake. having trouble in breathing, her head started spinning, until black was all she could see.

—

"there!" tzuyu hurriedly pointed at the door the second they arrived at the area. their boss spent no time to catch his breath from running, and immediately ran towards the door.

"hey!" he knocked on the door, hoping jihyo could answer. "park jihyo!" he knocked once again, but with more intensity. still there was no response, so he shook the door in an attempt to open it.

in the corner of his eye he noticed a small lock. it's what's keeping him from opening the door. he gritted his teeth, how dare they do this to her?

out of anger, he forcefully removed the lock and opened the door thankfully slow enough, as he immediately found a passed-out jihyo leaning against the door.

"you're seriously going to be the death of me..." yoongi sighed, before rushing over to her. "hey intern!" he called the attention of tzuyu, who stood at the same spot she pointed the door at.

tzuyu's head flicked upwards. "go get some help! hurry!" and that was her cue to run. "hang in there" he lifted jihyo carefully, running after tzuyu.

the employees who they encountered on the way stared at them. it's very rare to see their one and only ceo carry his... unconscious secretary in his hands. what on earth happened that they had to witness such situation? even so, no one dared to meddle.

the two of them rushed towards the company's clinic. "miss kim!" he called out the company's nurse as he laid jihyo on the nearest bed.

the 'miss kim' came by almost immediately. in tzuyu's view, miss kim was almost like an angel that descended from heaven. she stared in awe at the nurse's white skin, even her clothes were (obviously) white.

"what can i do for you, mr. min?" she said as she got ready. "no not for me, just... make sure she's fine okay?" he laid a hand on jihyo's shoulder, a look of worry shown in his face.

"don't worry, she'll be fine." the nurse assured. this calmed the ceo down and was about to leave for another meeting. "oh- if she wakes up, please tell me immediately." he stopped walking and looked back, and after he received an 'okay' he rushed upstairs.

"so..." miss kim clicked her tongue, looking straight towards tzuyu who gulped audibly. the nurse crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow, "staring is rude, you know."

a lump formed in tzuyu's throat. she's unable to speak for some reason (that reason being the person infront of her). "uh-" she managed to let out, before clearing her throat. "i-i'm sorry" she apologized by bowing deeply, but the nurse waved it off.

"nah, it's fine. it's not everyday you could be stared at by a beauty herself." she replied, before stretching a hand out. "kim dahyun, the company's nurse."

tzuyu stared at the hand for awhile, before finally giving in and extended her own for a handshake. "chou tzuyu, nice to meet you."