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Chapter Three

INT. COZY BAR

The bar is dimly lit, with soft jazz music playing in the background, creating an intimate ambiance. At the counter sits Hoseok, sipping on his drink.

Seol-ya, as soon as entering the club, her eyes light up with recognition as she spots Hoseok. She approaches him with a warm smile, a sense of déjà vu washing over her.

"Hey there, fancy meeting you again!"

Hoseok looks up, a smile spreading across his face as he recognizes her, the memory of their previous encounter lingering in his mind. Her radiant and spirited vibes taking over him.

"What are the odds, huh? Please, have a seat." Hoseok says, chuckling.

They fall into a conversation, easily, reminiscing about their chance meeting on the street and discovering shared interests.

As the night goes on, Hoseok and Seol-ya find themselves drawn to each other, their laughter filling the air and their hearts dancing to the rhythm of fate.

"Care to dance?" Hoseok's lips curl into a sly grin as he gestures to the dance floor, an invitation she can't refuse.

"Lead the way."

They move in perfect sync, their bodies swaying to the hypnotic rhythm of the music. With every touch, every fleeting glance, the tension between them grows thicker, igniting a primal fire within.

"You're quite the dancer." Hoseok comments as Seol-ya dances gently, her body swaying to the beats in sync.

"And you're quite the temptress." She flirts back. Their words are laced with innuendo, a dangerous game of seduction playing out beneath the surface.

As the night wears on, they find themselves drawn closer together, their movements becoming more intimate, more urgent. In that moment, they are lost in the throes of passion, oblivious to the truth that binds them.

"You know, there's something about you that's irresistible." He says, not keeping his thoughts to himself.

Seol-ya's lips curl into a seductive smile as she leans in, closing the distance between them.

"Can I kiss you?" He asks her, finally losing himself to the temptation. Seol-ya's eyes sparkle, she nods and smiles as Hoseok pulls her closer and wraps a hand around her neck.

Their lips meet in a passionate kiss, igniting a fire between them that burns hot and fierce.

The world fades away as they lose themselves in the moment, their bodies pressed together in a passionate embrace. Time seems to stand still as they share this intimate connection, lost in the ecstasy of the kiss.

As they finally pull away, their breaths coming in ragged gasps, Hoseok and Seol-ya share a knowing smile.

"Well, that was unexpected." Hoseok says, supporting his body on the bar's table.

"Who said I was predictable?" Seol-ya states as they both laughed at her attempted joke.

• • •

The loud music of the club's music still echoes in the air as Hoseok drives down the dimly lit streets of the city. Sitting beside him is Seol-ya, her hair slightly tousled from dancing, a smile mischievous playing on her lips.

"Thanks for the ride, Hoseok. I had a great time tonight." She says, her hands resting on her lap.

Hoseok flashes her a charming grin, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

"My pleasure, I couldn't let you go alone at this hour."

The warmth between them soft in the confined space of the car. As they approach Seol-ya's house, Hoseok slows to a stop.

"Well, here we are." Hoseok says as Seol-ya unbuckles her seatbelt, turning to face Hoseok with a hint of reluctance.

"Thanks again. Maybe we can do this, meet and drink, again?" She speaks, "You're a good listener, by the way,"

Hoseok's heart skips a beat at her words, a spark of excitement igniting within him.

"I'd like that. I'll see you soon, Seol-ya."

Seol-ya nods, a soft smile gracing her features as she steps out of the car. Hoseok watches her go, a sense of longing tugging at his heart.

• • •

SEOL-YA'S HOUSE - NIGHT

Seol-ya stands on the sidewalk, watching as Hoseok's car disappears into the night. She can't shake the feeling of butterflies fluttering in her stomach, a lingering sense of connection with the charming stranger she met at the club.

With a contented sigh, she unlocks her front door, stepping into the warmth of her home with a smile on her lips, which dropped as soon as she looked in the hallway.

"So, what'd you steal today?"

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