It was a beautiful day in Seoul .y/n lives in Seoul with her best friend achal. Y/n is working in Seoul since last 2 year's she is manager of her company , y/n worked really hard to achieve her dreams , but working as a manger is not that easy as y/n was not a Korean citizen but y/n completed her Master's degree in Seoul, South Korea . y/n was so excited coz today is Saturday and she loves clubbing.

y/n : it was really tring week finally I can take out all my stress while clubbing. you are coming right? she asked to achal .

achal: Are you kidding me? you know na how tiring this week was cause of our boss 😫 .. I'm going to sleep and relax whole day😌. you can enjoy.

y/n : this is the only thing I can accept From you , lazy bird😂 ( y/n said while laughing) . fine I'm going on my own I don't need you 😛

y/n took a cab and went to a private club . this is her favorite club coz only VIP's can enter this club.. the moment y/n entered the club she went to bartender and asked him for regular wine🍷, y/n was sitting at the counter near bartender waiting for him to serve the wine... after some time bartender gave her wine 🍷 . she thanked him by winking at him 😉. bartender was her friend as she was their regular customer.

bartender: you look a little tired tody, is everything alright?

y/n : yess! I'm alright ,it's just I'm so done with my boss, me & achal overworked this week because of him.

bartender: so mam enjoy this wine and forget about everything 🤭.

y/n : yes sir 😛.

bartender went to other customers, disha was sitting alone drinking her wine looking sexy af , y/n was looking so gorgeous that she was catching everyone's attention, many guy's try to hit on her , she reject's everyone. y/n was taking a sip of wine and suddenly she notice that someone took seat beside her , he was wearing a black mask and black hat but his eyes were beautiful. Y/n never took intrest in someone but this man has different kind of charms even if his face is not visible. he was also looking at her. their eyes met and they lost in each other's eyes. suddenly y/n realized what she is doing she immediately break the eye contact with him and started taking sip of her wine . he asked bartender for a wine 🍷 and then ,

Him : hey! you look gorgeous.

y/n: I know right ( y/n was shocked and Don't know what to do but still she was trying to calm down and her heartbeat is becoming faster and faster)

him: ohh! so you're confident as well ..

and this is how their conversation started.

y/n: you're voice seems familiar to me.. I've heard this voice somewhere , but I can't recall it..

him: you'll get to know it, later 😉

y/n : are you going drink while wearing mask 😂

him: what if I'll remove my mask and you'll faint after looking at my handsome face 😚

y/n : do you think I'm that easy to fall for?

both of them were flirting with each other and giggling.. and suddenly

he came close to y/n and whisperd in her ears " would you like to come with me ? "

to be continued....

The music in the club was blasting, neon lights flashing across the dance floor, but y/n’s entire world had gone still. The man beside her had just leaned in, his voice low and dangerously charming, whispering words that made her heart race faster than ever:

“Would you like to come with me?”

Her eyes widened as she stared at him, trying to read what lay behind that mask and those captivating eyes. She didn’t know whether to laugh, run away, or… actually say yes.

y/n (thinking): What is wrong with me? He’s just some random guy… right? But why does it feel so different?

Gathering her courage, she smirked and tilted her head.

y/n: And what if I say no?

The stranger leaned back, a sly smile tugging at his lips even though half of his face was still hidden.

Him: Then I’ll just have to try harder to convince you.

His confidence made her heart skip. He wasn’t desperate, he wasn’t pushy it was like he knew she’d eventually give in.

Y/n rolled her eyes, pretending to be unaffected, and lifted her glass for another sip.

Just then, the bartender returned with a tray of drinks for another customer but leaned close to her, whispering quickly:

Bartender: Y/n, do you even realize who you’re sitting next to?

y/n (frowning): What do you mean?

The bartender only gave her a knowing smile before walking away.

Her curiosity grew. She turned back toward the man beside her, narrowing her eyes suspiciously.

y/n: Okay, mystery man. Enough games. Who exactly are you?

For a moment, he didn’t reply. Instead, he reached up, pulled his mask down just slightly, and leaned closer. His lips brushed against her ear as he spoke.

Him: I’m Jimin. Park Jimin.

Y/n froze. Her wine glass almost slipped from her hands.

y/n (thinking): Wait what? Park Jimin? THE Park Jimin? From BTS?! No… no way. I must be dreaming.

She blinked rapidly, trying to steady her racing heartbeat, but his smirk told her everything. He was serious.

y/n (stuttering): Y-you’re kidding… right?

Jimin: Do I look like I’m joking?

He pulled his mask down just a little more, and the dim lights of the club revealed enough of his features. Those lips, that jawline, those unmistakable eyes she’d seen them countless times on screens, in music videos, in magazines. But here he was, sitting right next to her in flesh and blood.

y/n (thinking): Oh my god… Park Jimin is right in front of me.

She quickly looked around. Nobody else in the club seemed to have noticed yet. Maybe it was the darkness, maybe it was luck, but somehow, the idol who couldn’t step outside without being recognized was here… talking to her.

Jimin (softly): Don’t tell anyone I’m here. Please. I just wanted a night away from cameras… away from the chaos. And then, I found myself next to you.

Her breath caught.

y/n: Why me?

Jimin leaned forward, locking eyes with her, his gaze so intense it made her forget how to breathe.

Jimin: Maybe because fate wanted us to meet.

The music dropped to a heavy bass, the lights flickered, and y/n’s pulse thumped in rhythm. She didn’t know if she was terrified or thrilled but one thing was clear.

Her life would never be the same after tonight.

To be continued…

The club lights flickered again, and the bass of the music throbbed through Y/n’s chest. Her mind was still reeling from the revelation. Park Jimin sitting here, talking to her like she was just another person was something she could hardly process.

Jimin leaned back, smirking, that familiar sparkle in his eyes.

Jimin: So… you coming with me or are you going to keep staring at me like I’m some kind of alien?

Y/n blinked. He’s serious. He actually wants me to leave with him.

y/n (hesitant): I… I don’t know. What if someone sees us?

Jimin waved a hand dismissively.

Jimin: That’s the fun part. We’ll sneak out. No cameras, no chaos, just… a normal night. If you want it.

Her heart pounded, excitement mingling with fear. Something about the thrill of sneaking out with a superstar felt like stepping into a dream she didn’t want to wake from.

y/n (nervously laughing): Okay… I’ll go. But only if you promise this is completely safe.

Jimin: Cross my heart.

With that, he took her hand, guiding her toward the back exit. The club’s security and crowd were too focused on the music to notice them slipping away. As they stepped out into the quiet night, the city lights of Seoul stretched endlessly before them. The air was cool, carrying the faint scent of street food and city life.

Jimin led her through narrow streets, weaving around late-night cafes and dimly lit alleys. Y/n’s nerves began to fade, replaced by a bubbling curiosity.

Finally, they arrived at a small, secluded rooftop. The view was breathtaking Seoul’s skyline glittered, reflecting off the Han River in the distance. The city buzzed below them, but up here, it felt like a private world.

y/n: Wow… this is beautiful. How did you find this place?

Jimin: It’s my little secret. A spot where I can forget everything. No fans, no cameras… just me.

He sat down on the edge, legs dangling over the rooftop, and patted the space beside him. Y/n hesitated a moment, then sat down, her legs swinging cautiously.

They were quiet for a few minutes, simply looking out over the city. Then Jimin broke the silence.

Jimin: You know… being famous isn’t as glamorous as people think. There are nights like this where I just want to disappear… to be normal, even if only for a few hours.

Y/n turned to him, her heart softening.

y/n: I can’t even imagine… Everyone always looks up to you, admires you. But sometimes… it must feel lonely.

Jimin glanced at her, a hint of a smile tugging at his lips.

Jimin: Yeah. And then I meet someone… someone who reminds me there’s more to life than fame.

His words made Y/n’s chest tighten. There was an honesty in his voice that no stage or camera could capture. She wanted to ask more, to dive deeper, but the moment hung delicate between them.

Suddenly, Jimin pulled out his phone, his expression slightly mischievous.

Jimin: So… I think I should get your number. I want to see you again.

y/n felt her cheeks warm.

y/n (teasing): Is this your usual move with strangers?

Jimin laughed softly, his hand brushing hers for a fleeting moment.

Jimin: Only when I feel like fate’s involved.

Her hand tingled where they touched. Heart racing, Y/n fished her phone from her bag and handed it to him. He typed in his number and sent a message to her with a smile that made her weak in the knees.

y/n (thinking): This is insane. I’m literally exchanging numbers with Park Jimin… and somehow, it feels… right.

They sat in companionable silence, the city lights reflecting their thoughts, until the cool night air nudged them back to reality.

y/n (softly): I should… probably head back.

Jimin stood, offering his hand again.

Jimin: I’ll walk you to your taxi. But… be ready. Tomorrow, you might just see me again.

As Y/n left the rooftop, heart still racing, she couldn’t help but smile. Fate, chaos, and a superstar her life was changing, and she didn’t want it any other way.

To be continued…