You stared out the window, watching Taehyung's car's taillight disappeared into the night.
"Did you catch a sugar daddy?" Your stepdad's voice startled you.
"Get out of my room." You glared at him.
"I saw his car. It's definitely imported. Good for you, finally you can put your youth & beauty into good use." He smirked as he crossed his arms.
"Not everyone has a filthy mind like you. Now get out!" You threw a pillow at his direction, but it missed.
"If that guy isn't your sugar daddy yet, you should turn him into one. Listen to my advice Y/n ah, you'll thank me later." He raised his brow & stepped out of your room.
You quickly locked the door & sighed.
That crazy guy was right. Kim sonsaeng is rich & he's definitely interested in me. If he can give me what I want, then I should take advantage of it.

-•-

The following day
You cautiously walked to your class, scanning your surroundings. You were scared of meeting Dojoon & his gang in class after last night.
However, their seats were empty, making you breathe a huge sigh of relief. Nevertheless, you couldn't help but wonder what had happened to them.
The day ended with no incident. You grabbed your bag & walked out of the school ground.
Huhh.. I really don't want to go home.
"Song Y/n!" You instantly turned around & found Taehyung running towards you.
"What are you doing here?" You asked in surprise, your mind automatically went to the decision you'd made the night before.
"Here. This is for you. Make sure you check the deadline & rules." Panting, he handed you a piece of paper.
"What is this?" You skimmed through the paper & widened your eyes once you realized what it was.
"I know you said that you didn't want to join the competition anymore, but I saw your painting & it was marvelous. I thought it was such a pity if you didn't submit it, so I went ahead and-"
"Why are you such a busybody? I don't need your pity. Do you think that I would be grateful if you did that?" You said in a low tone.
"Y/n ah.. I'm sor-" He stuttered, looking like a deer in a headlight.
"The old me would definitely say that, but I've decided that I need all the help I can get to survive in my hell of a life. So, thank you." You cut him off & smiled at him.
"So you're not mad?" He asked skeptically.
"No, I'm not. But let me repay you for what you did. I don't have any money, but I'll do whatever you want me to do." Your heart raced as you casted the bait. You anxiously waited for his answer.
He stared at you with a deadpan expression & didn't say a thing for a few seconds, making you even more nervous.
"Alright. You can do something for me." He finally said as he crossed his arms.
"W-What?" You nervously asked.
Is this how I will lose my first time?
"Just follow me." He signaled you to follow him & you obediently did.
Soon, both of you arrived in front of a old warehouse in a quiet neighborhood.
Cold sweat began to form on your forehead & you started doubting your decision.
He's not some creepy psycho who enjoys torturing women, right?
"W-What's this place?" You asked.
"You'll see." He said as he slid the heavy metal door open.
You hesitantly followed him into the vast dark room. Then, he turned on the light switch & you instantly gasped in surprise.
"Omg."
"You said you'd do whatever I asked you to do, right? So let's do this." He rolled up his sleeves.
"No. I'm not doing this." You shook your head & took a step back.
"Don't worry. I've prepared some old T-shirts for you to change into. Let's go." He smiled & pulled your hand further into the room.
"W-Wait!" You refused but he was determined.

An hour later
"I can't believe this. How can you paint in such a messy space? When was the last time you cleaned this place?" You huffed as you wiped droplets of sweat on your forehead with the back of your hand.
"Uhm.. maybe a year ago?" Taehyung answered as he collected the empty tins scattered all over the floor.
"A year? No wonder the room looks like a hurricane ran through it." You exclaimed in disbelief.
"I don't have the time to clean up & put everything back in place. So I was really happy when you offered to help." He grinned while adjusting his glasses.
Is he stupid or what? Didn't he get what I mean?
However, you were secretly glad that he was different, unlike a lot of guys who wanted to take sexual advantage of you.
"Y/n ah, I need to throw these away. Can you please put these cans on the top shelf? There's a ladder over there, but be careful it's already very old & a bit wobbly." He said as he carried the empty tins out of the room.
"Ok." You went to fetch the ladder & began transferring the cans on the table to the shelf.
A can of paint in hand, you were climbing about halfway on the ladder when suddenly you heard a crack.
"Oh no." The rung of the ladder that you were stepping on collapsed, causing you to lose your balance & fall backwards.
You closed your eyes bracing yourself for the impact with the hard concrete floor, but it never came. Instead, you landed on something soft. You opened your eyes & met Taehyung's, which were only two inches away. Heat crept rapidly to your cheeks when you realized that basically your whole body was pressing tightly against his.
"Ugh. That hurts." He grunted.
"Omg, I'm so sorry. I- Are you ok?" You quickly got off him & asked in panic.
"I'm fine. How about you?" He groaned as he slowly sat up with your help.
"S-Sorry. You seem to keep saving my life every time we meet." You felt genuinely bad seeing him getting hurt again & again because of you.
"Hey, don't worry too much about it. Accident happens. I shouldn't have asked you to climb that high." He smiled while ruffling your hair.
Tears involuntarily glistened in your eyes. You'd never met such a kindhearted & caring person ever before in your life. Not even your biological mother treated you as nicely  as Taehyung did. You quickly wiped the tears & turned sideway to hide your face.
"Ya, are you crying? Did you get hurt?" He asked, voice full of concern.
"N-No. I'm ok. Really." You faked a smile to assure him.
"You sure? You can talk to me if you want to."
"Yeah, I'm sure." The mood became awkward in an instant as both of you stayed silent.
"Y/n, look!" Taehyung suddenly pointed at something behind you.
"What?" You turned around to see what he was pointing at, but there was nothing.
When you turned back around to face him again, his finger touched your cheek & you felt something sticky on your skin.
"Gotcha!" He chuckled.
You wiped your cheek & your hand was stained with yellow paint. The paint that you had been carrying before you fell down.
"Yaaa, this will be hard to wash off." You exclaimed.
Then, you dipped your palm into the puddle of paint on the floor & patted Taehyung's face. Your hand was printed on one side of his face now.
"Hahaha!" You giggled at the silly look on his face.
"Ok, this is war then!" He chuckled as he put both of his palms in the paint.
"No!" You got up & ran away, laughing.
You ran around in the warehouse, engaging in a paint fight for some time until both of your faces & bodies were covered in yellow paint.
"Ok ok, I give up." Out of breath, Taehyung sat down on the floor.
"I think we made the room messier than it already was." You plopped down beside him.
"It was all because of you." He poked your arm.
"What? You were the one who started it." You shoved him, causing him to lean back & his hand plunged into a pool of paint.
He stared at you & both of you laughed out loud.
"I can't remember the last time I laughed so much." You said as you lied down on the dirty floor.
"We should do this more often then." He looked down at you & smiled.
"Yes, we should." You returned his smile & this time it was genuine.