"No way!!" The moment those words escaped my lips, all eyes turned toward me, filled with curiosity and concern. "What’s going on?" someone asked, their voice laced with confusion. I stammered, "U-umm... N-nothing, Appa." He sighed, "Alright, younjae, go get that money." I shot him an angry glare, and he looked back at me, bewildered by my reaction.

In a flurry of panic, he dashed down the stairs, his face a mix of worry and confusion. "W-what’s wrong, younjae? Why are you so frantic?" he questioned, his voice trembling slightly. "T-the money... It’s not in the drawer!" I could see the disbelief wash over his face. "N-no, that can't be true—" Suddenly, the room fell silent, and everyone’s gaze shifted to me. I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing myself for the inevitable blame. "Y/N... YOU'RE RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS!" Without thinking, I bolted upstairs, my heart racing. "Y/N, GET BACK DOWN HERE! I NEED TO TALK TO YOU!" Mr. Choi shouted after me, frustration evident in his tone. "Aishhh, this girl! No food for her, do you hear me, Yuna?" "Y-yes, Mr. Choi," she replied, and he stormed off, leaving the tension hanging in the air.

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Why was that girl in tears? What’s making me think about her so much? Ugh, Kim Taehyung, you’re losing it! Did she actually have feelings for him? If I were in his shoes, I would never act that way. I found myself sitting in my office chair, lost in thoughts about her.

"TAEEE~~~" Wow, just wow. "Let’s hit the club!" "I’m busy," I replied. "I don’t care, babe, you’re coming with me!" "I said I’m busy." She attempted to sit on my lap, but I instinctively moved away. "Excuse me," I said. "Come on, baby, I just want to hang out. I was feeling bored and lonely, so I came here." Despite the stress from work weighing on me, I decided to go with her.

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IN THE CLUB :

Jennie and I were perched on the counter at the club, and she was busy snapping selfies. "Come on, baby, let's take some pictures! I want to post them on Instagram," she urged, her excitement palpable. I couldn't help but roll my eyes in response. "Nah, I'm not really in the mood," I replied, hoping to deflect her enthusiasm. However, when I glanced over at her, I noticed a hint of disappointment in her expression. While she continued to upload her photos, a girl approached me with a bold invitation. "Hey handsome, want to dance?" I was about to decline when Jennie unexpectedly interjected, "Excuse me, he's my boyfriend. Go find someone else, you witch!" The girl, undeterred, shot back with a challenge, "Oh really? Prove it, witch!"

In a split second, Jennie pulled me in and kissed me right on the lips. I was taken aback, stumbling back in shock. It took me a moment to process what had just happened, and in my surprise, I pushed her away with considerable force, causing her to fall. "What was that?" I yelled, my voice echoing in the crowded club. "I was just proving to her that you're mine," Jennie replied nonchalantly. I wiped my lips in frustration before retorting, "I'm not yours... I belong to only one girl." The words slipped out before I realized that I didn't actually have anyone special in my life yet. "Oh really?" she shot back, a smirk on her face. "Yeah," I affirmed, feeling the weight of the moment. "Fine, Taehyung, just wait and see... you'll only marry me," she challenged. The stares of everyone around us made me uncomfortable, and I couldn't take it anymore. "Excuse me," I muttered as I stormed out of the club, my anger boiling over. I was furious with Jennie because I wanted my first kiss to be with the girl I truly loved. It felt like I was betraying the future wife I had yet to meet. No matter what, I vowed to myself that I would never marry Jennie, even if it meant sacrificing everything. I jumped into my car and sped home, my mind racing with conflicting emotions.

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Taehyung stumbled through the front door, clearly intoxicated, and his mother immediately felt a wave of anxiety wash over her as she caught sight of him. With a mix of concern and urgency, she helped him to his room, carefully removing his shoes, socks, and tie before tucking him under a warm duvet to ensure he was comfortable.

"Tae, sweetheart... I'm really worried about you. Why did you drink so much? Is everything alright?" she asked, her voice laced with concern. Taehyung began to mumble incoherently, his words tumbling out in a jumbled mess. "Mom, she’s terrible! She took my first kiss! I wanted to give it to someone else I met before. I can’t stand her, Mom. I’ll never marry her!" he exclaimed, his frustration evident. "Who, Tae? Please tell me more about her," his mother urged, trying to piece together his thoughts. "That girl..." he started, but before he could finish, he drifted off to sleep. His mother remained by his side throughout the night, watching over him and ensuring he was alright.

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The following morning, Taehyung awoke to find his mother dozing beside him, her head resting on the edge of the bed and her hand gently placed on his forehead. A wave of guilt washed over him as he recalled his earlier actions. "Mom," he called softly, causing her to stir awake as if she had seen a ghost. "HUH Taehyung... Are you alright, baby? Please tell me what happened yesterday." Taehyung was overwhelmed by a pounding headache and a sense of weakness that enveloped his entire body. "Okay, okay, don’t push yourself too hard. I’ll whip up some soup for you; just freshen up a bit. And by the way, you’re taking the day off. I called your office last night and told them you wouldn’t be coming in," she reassured him. "Mom, I had an important meeting! What have you done?" he protested. "I don’t care; your health is far more important. There’s an old saying that health is wealth. Your father always prioritized his health..." And just like that, the lecture began. Nevertheless, Taehyung managed to persuade his mother with his signature puppy eyes, knowing she couldn’t resist. After all, what could she do? She was utterly helpless against his charm. Once he was ready, he made his way downstairs, where his mother had prepared the soup. He drank it quickly before heading off to the office.

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AT THE UNIVERSITY :

Y/N and Eunbi were seated at a cozy café, where Y/N was animatedly recounting her recent misadventure. "YOU ORDERED MONEY????" Eunbi  exclaimed, her voice rising in disbelief. "SHHHH, keep it down!" Y/N replied, trying to maintain some level of discretion. "Okay, okay, I did order money," she admitted, her tone sheepish. Eunbi shot her a dramatic side-eye, clearly unimpressed. "It was supposed to be free, but when they showed up, they demanded cash. I panicked and told them to leave, but then they flashed this gold in front of me. I was so naive! I thought they would just let me go after I got the money." Y/N pretended to cry, clearly exaggerating her distress.

"Alright, stop right there. Where did you even get that money?" Eunbi  pressed, her curiosity piqued. "Um... from my dad's drawer?" Y/N replied hesitantly. "Seriously?" Eunbi  stood up in shock, and Y/N quickly grabbed her shoulder to pull her back down. "That's what I'm trying to explain! I need to pay him back!" Y/N exclaimed. "But how will you do that?" Eunbi asked, raising an eyebrow. "I have no idea... Help me!" After a moment of contemplation, Eunbi  said, "I can help you, but you have to promise not to scream when you hear it." "Okay... I'm confused," Y/N responded. "I have a ticket for 'TONIGHT WITH JACKSON,'" Eunbi  revealed. "ARE YOU KIDDING ME?" Y/N nearly shouted. "I told you not to scream!" Eunbi  retorted, rolling her eyes. "But are you serious?" Y/N asked, her excitement bubbling over. "Yes, it was meant for me, but you need it more. You can win the money!" Y/N felt a pang of guilt but ultimately accepted the ticket. "Now you just have to convince your dad to let you go to Seoul because the show is in a week, and only three contestants will get to meet Jackson." "This is mission IMPOSSIBLE," Y/N sighed. "Nothing is impossible; the word itself says 'I'M POSSIBLE,'" Eunbi replied with a grin. Just then, Jaehyun approached Y/N, causing her expression to turn blank. "Let's go, Eunbi," she said, trying to shake off the awkwardness.

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I was busy at my desk in the office when I suddenly heard a knock on the door. When I looked up, I was surprised to see Jennie standing there, holding a beautiful bouquet of flowers in her hands.

"Is it okay if I come in?" she asked with a smile.

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What will jennie do now?
Will taehyung be able to tell his mom about y/n?
Will Mr. Choi allow y/n to go to Seoul?