??? : (-in a deep concern-) Are you okay?

He managed to take me to a bench nearby and fetched me a bottle of water.

I breathlessly asked him to bring my pills from my car handing him the keys- usteady fingers gripping on the bench right after for balance.

He quickly brought them to me and helped take my pescribed dosage. Eyes shut, head resting on his firm shoulder, I felt the mayhem inside my head calming down little by little.

Feeling the soft chilling breeze against my bare skin, that was omitted by a sheath of heat earlier, a sensation of relief and serenity reached my heart. Intensified temples and wrinkles of pain slowly trailed off as the sweat dried on my now smoothened and relaxed skin.

Retaining my normal breathing rate, I lifted my head from the rest and turned my gaze at the noble man in gratitude.

An instant smile claimed throne on my lips at the perception of the guy sitting next to me.

He was one of Uncle Jang's major shareholder's son, Ryan- a pure American. Ryan was soon to be the CEO of his dad's company, very generous and humble by  personality.
Besides, he was friends with SungYeol since elementary school, growing up pretty much on each other. We were still formal although were friends as well, and would meet in almost all official parties held by our companies.

RYAN : Are you feeling better now?

ME : (-gratefully-) Yes, all thanks to you.

RYAN : Are you sure, you will be fine without going to the hospital? (-concerned-)

ME : Yes, I already had my medicines. I am fine now. Thank you so much, Ryan.

RYAN : Don't mention it. (-sweet smile-)

ME : I didn't see you in the hall earlier.

RYAN : Yeah, I had some works so I have just arrived. C'mon, let's go in.

ME : Uh-... Ryan, I would like to go home now. I want to rest.

RYAN : Oh sure, I will drive you home. (-standing up-)

ME : (-standing up after him-) No no, it's fine. I am okay now. I can drive myself home. You just came, you should go inside and wish them once. (-sweet smile-)

RYAN : You sure?

I nodded with a sweet smile and he headed in, after walking me upto my car.

Upon reaching home, I rested in my room for a while thinking about the little glimpses of my fragmented memory.

"What was that?" I sighed heavily.

Days, weeks and months went by, nothing special happened. I never worried my Uncle, telling him about the flashbacks.
Ryan and I, after that fine day, grew closer as we slowly broke out of the shell of formality.

So far so good, I had no memory-recalling headaches since that day. Who knew it was just the beginning of something which had lost its tracks long ago.

I was going to my work as per my usual schedule—pick up coffee from the neighborhood cafè like every morning and drive to my office after. I got a new assignment and it was a celebrity family this time.

Reaching there, I was feeling a little anxious. An obvious nervousness encased me everytime to be a celebrity's guide.

Dropping my belongings on my work station, I went straight to the head of our sector, the cicerone department. All the necessary information about the package and families, from the Tour managing department, pass on to him who later assigns the best fitting guides as per the requirements.

Knocking twice, I walked in as his approval reached me from the inside.

ME : Good morning, Mr. Steve.

Mr. STEVE : Yeah, Ms. Jae Ra, very good morning. (-sips his tea-)

Basically, he was my boss as we never had any direct contacts with the CEO of our entire Agency. Steve was typical of his type as one would read in books and had a good friendly relationship with his subordinates, on the counterpart- maybe.

Mr. STEVE : Here's your assignment. (-giving me a file-)

The file contained the details of the family and the contract between them and our company, for the whole tourism package.

My eyes went wide as I went through the names of the family members. My heartbeat increased rapidly seeing the first name.

ME : (-eyes wide-) Kim Tae hyung?! (-slight pause-) From BTS?!

Mr. STEVE : (-nodding-) Yes. You don't have to receive them at the airport since they are already here and contacted us late. But, you have to go to an address they provided for the preliminaries.

ME : (-professionally-) Where do I have to go?

Mr. STEVE : There were some technical issues with that. I'll text you the address. Besides, his package starts from the day after tomorrow. So, you will have to report them then and fix things today at that address.

ME : Oh, okay! I'll go now.

He nodded and I walked out with the file in my hand, gently closing the door behind me. I decided to take my car instead of the company's, the latter meant I don't get to drive.
Driving was kind of a thrill for me and I was rather comfortable with my own carriage.

As I entered my car, I got a text from Steve. It was the address.

I was a little confused to see, it wasn't of any hotel's or restaurant's location.
Instead, it was somewhere I had never been  before but might've heard of. Keeping my phone aside as I was about to start the car, a notification beeped earning my attention to it. Only to see the lock-screen, flashing the same wallpaper from earlier.

I was at loss of words to be meeting The Taehyung, let alone be his guide. With a deep sigh, staring at the cute picture, I decided to change it.

I unlocked my phone to remove it when I got another notification but this time, a text from Steve.

Mr. STEVE : (-over the text-) DON'T BE LATE!

I flinched a little seeing it in bold letters and tossed my phone on the seat as I quickly drove out of the parking lot. Work, I blamed the procrastination on or maybe I unconsciously found myself a mere excuse to avoid changing my wallpaper.

In a short while, I reached the given address as navigated by the GPS.

Parking around safely, I hesitantly walked into the busy environment. The spot boys and other staff members were in a rush without the slightest bother to me.

It was my first time, witnessing the unlikely scenario since other celebrities that I guided called me to hotels or any cafès.

I heedfully marched inside the workshop like a lost puppy, excusing the staff and makeup artists. Upon noticing a man at a distance ordering around to others, I assumed he might be someone who could potentially listen to my concern.

I walked upto there and finding for the right opportunity, I greeted him in Korean as I  drew his attention.

ME : Annyeonghaseyo. If you'll excuse me a little, I am from Bon Voyage Tourism Agency(BVTA). (-showing my ID-) Where can I find, Taehyung-ssi?

??? : Oh, neh annyeonghaseyo. He is in his makeup room that way. (-pointing to my right-) The last one. Come, I will take you to him.

ME : Okay, thank you.

??? : What's your name again?

ME : Yes? I am Kim Jae Ra.

Reaching there, I stepped in a little more into the makeup room as the man excused my way from the door.

Amidst the fewer people, Taehyung-ssi was seated on his chair. His radiance uniquely stood out to me.

Upon his manager informing him about me, he turned his gaze cinematically slow.

Our eyes met.

A string was tugged.

Hormones were rushed.

And a dream-like moment lived.

His sad fluster and gleamy eyes were already arresting me, when my conscious alarmed me for an introduction.

ME : (-bowing with a smile-) Annyeonghaseyo, I am Kim Jae Ra from BVTA, the tourist guide for your holiday package. (-sweet smile-)

He was looking deep into my eyes with a hurtful stare. My smile slowly faded as I saw tears forming in his beautiful brown eyes.

In the moments passing peculiarly slow, erasing the short distance parting us, he walked towards my direction. His eyes fixed on me and hardly blinking. I was rather comfortable than be creeped out at his stare, a longing gaze it epitomized.

TH : (-hardly audible-) Kimchi...

The first word that left his mouth fell on ears with familiarity. However to me, it was so much foreign— the coordination totally messed up inside my head, that I contemplated if he really wanted the Korean delicacy, kimchi or it referred to something else.

TH : Kimchi, I am your hu-

He was cut off by a thud at the door. I turned reflexively only to find it to be Uncle Jang, entering the room with a few guards trying to stop him.

ME : (-shocked-) Uncle?

I was flustered to see him there as Taehyung-ssi let him in, probably sensing my acquaintance. At that moment though, too baffled to have Uncle there, I simply waited till he spoke.

UNCLE : Jae Ra-ya!

○Present time

Going out, while I was waiting for Uncle, I met...

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