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Y/N tried to break the silence between them, her voice firm. "So, what brings you on this flight?"

Taehyung's smile grew wider. "Business, Y/N. Always business. But I have to say, I'm glad I got to sit next to you. You're a... fascinating person."

Y/N raised an eyebrow, her eyes narrowing. "Fascinating?"

Taehyung chuckled. "Yes, fascinating. I can tell we're going to have a... lively conversation."

Y/N snorted. "I doubt it. We have nothing in common."

Taehyung's eyes glinted with amusement. "Oh, I think we do, Y/N. More than you think."

Y/N shook her head, her lips curling into a sneer. "I highly doubt that."

Y/N tried to ignore taehyung's attempts at small talk. She couldn't believe she was stuck sitting next to him for hours.

But taehyung didn't seem to take the hint. He kept trying to engage her in conversation, asking her questions about her life and interests.

Y/N remained tight-lipped, her answers brief and curt. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction of getting under her skin.

But taehyung just chuckled and continued to prod her, his eyes gleaming with amusement.

Y/N's annoyance grew with each passing minute. Who did this guy think he was, anyway?

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