"Y/N, wake yo ass up-this can't be possible. Where's the original Y/N!?" A wild bear in the body of petite Yumi yelled as she broke into my room without knocking despite last night's lessons. The nonsensical reason being my lazy ass waking on time.

"Stop overreacting, bitch." I rolled my eyes at her exaggerated actions that approved her chances of starring in an overdramatic family show.

It would have been a flop show though.

Before I could ask her to get the fuck out of my room, her eyes bore into my figure shamelessly. It made me uncomfortably provide my body a cover with my hands whilst she moved towards me and asked: "You're not wearing this, are you?"

"Does it bother you?" I smiled at my beautiful reflection in the mirror kept parallelly behind Yumi. How can pairing ripped jeans with t-shirts ever go wrong?

"Well, it might bother your future husband a little." Yo people! Meet my personal fashion designer, Yumi. Note that her designing career is just as flop as her imaginary actress job. "You're not going to some concert, dress appropriately. Wait, I'll be back in a minute."

After a few minutes, she came back with neatly folded pair of jeans she loved. I was quick to recognize them as I recollected the memory where she said, "I would have married these jeans if only they were human". "Y-you are kidding, right? Didn't you once say I might rip them because of my lacking sense of sitting like humans?"

"I believe you have grown over days under my good influence. Also, I really want you to get this job, like, tolerating you for three months was enough torture for me." She paced forward with a subtle smile along her features that made her look more of a human. "T-take care of m-my jeans." She ugly cried and waved goodbye at the cloth while handing it to me.

15 minutes later...

"You look so beautiful, baby, jeans. You make her look kinda beautiful." That's what I expect my best friend to compliment me with rather than appreciating my gorgeous looks. I glanced down at my wristwatch which showed 1:45 pm. I needed to be fast if I didn't want to be late. I stuffed some toasts and gulped milk down my throat all at once.

"Bye and best of luck!" She cheered me and tossed her car keys to me. "Make sure you don't get late, though I know you will be late 'cause you're clumsy as fuck."

"T-thanks, Yumi." I stuttered perplexed at her changed behavior. Something is very wrong with Yumi today-maybe it's just that she wants me to get this job. I subtly smiled at the thought and took a step forward to hug her-

"Why are you smiling like a Halloween pumpkin? Get going, creepy ass." She pointed towards the door with raised brows.

Wasting no time in getting into the car and driving as fast as one could in the speed limit, I reached the café. I didn't want to be late at all after the little emotional moment with Yumi earlier. Hell, everyone knows I was, anyways.

As soon as I entered the café, Jungkook dragged me out to the parking lot. "You are late!" He warmly smiled. What a commendable welcome!

"Listen, you, Jungkook, I am able to walk on my own so no need to drag me." I slapped his pale hand away which reddened at the harsh contact.

His huge smile turned upside down. "Oh sorry. I got a bit too excited, Noona." He looked innocent saying that but then a mischievous smirked haughtily decorated his face. I decided to ignore him and his disrespectful honorific to follow him to a black SUV. Is he going to kidnap me and tie me up in the boot of his car? Well, should I try escaping?

Nearing the car, I realized that the boot was preoccupied by the little girl talking inaudibly to her toys. The dad or dada, as the kid would acknowledge, was seated in the front passenger's seat wearing a short lived smile. "You're here!" He stretched out to open the door for me

"I thought you said café and not a car?" The confusion and curiosity settled in my mind lead me to ask the obvious question.

"Someone can overhear us there. We must be one step ahead in safety." He explained and I got his point well. "So, you made your mind?"

"Actually, no. I changed my mind." I breathe out apologetically.

His facial expressions dropped in confusion. "But w-why? You agre-"

I cut him off and said. "I was just joking! Take a chill pill!" I laughed but seeing his face it was clear he was in no mood for fun. Instead, he seemed a breath away from a breakdown.

"I don't quite welcome such jokes." His naturally deep voice made his points as clear as the daylight.

"I a-agree to be y-your paid w-wife." I tried hard to keep the stuttered out of my voice and not choke on air but sadly I couldn't manage to do both of them.

"Good! So-" He started but couldn't complete his sentence when my embarrassing-to-be-played-in-public ringtone went off.

"Hang on." I excused myself from the guys and the suffocating aura inside the car. The caller id said it was bitch aka Yumi.

"Hey ya, what did he say? Is everything fine?" She asked from the other end and I could hear the rustling of files which then dropped to the floor followed by her cursing afterwards.

"Take a deep breath and stop thinking about me. I have got a certain shot here." I soothingly said while walking away from the car unknowingly. I hanged up the call when she mockingly laughed while saying "You said that before every interview-"

Before going back to the black SUV, I checked for any updates or notifications. With my head in the phone, I was too busy to look ahead of me which caused bumping into someone's chest and the events proceeded in slow motion.

My phone left my hands and touched the ground while I helplessly stared at it with my eyes wide open like a fish. My heart shattered into a million pieces when I heard the sound which I never want to hear again. It's screen turned pitch black decorated with some not so pretty cracks.

Goodbye, my love... You were great while you lasted. It feels like loosing a part of me...

Next thing that happened, my legs got entangled with that stranger's and I tripped. I closed my eyes tightly, waiting to meet the same fate as my smashed phone and greet it on the floor.

But I didn't.

I was held somewhere between the air. His hands secured my waist just like the last step of every couple dance.

I stood straight whilst feeling his glare through the sunglasses that shielded his eyes. He stared at me as if he knew me. Maybe I am his long lost twin.

"Uh... Joon-ah, this girl here almost died. I'll call you later." I heard a gasp from his friend, Joon. I bowed hesitantly in order to thank him and then bent a little more to pick my dead phone before fixing my jeans.

"May I help you with that?" A playboy smirk crept on his face almost stretching from ear to ear. He apologetically nibbled on his bottom lip before shaking his bright orange tinted locks and adjusting his mask over his face. "Anyways, are you fine, girl?"

"M-m-me." Never knew that the spelling of 'Me' contained so many 'M's. Anything is possible in my world.

Welcome to Y/N-topia.

He flipped his hair multiple times meanwhile. If he gives me permission, I would like to ask just one question, 'got some dandruff issues?'

"Yes, you." He pointed his small index finger towards me. Wait...his fingers...they are almost as small as Taehee's.

He moved himself forward to close the small distance between us. The seductiveness lacing his moves alerted me of his presence and possibilities of him being a bad guy. I looked over my shoulders and mentally summoned either of two guys back in car. Fortunately, it worked and I saw the Jungkook guy in some distance, probably searching for me.

"So, tell me about yourself." His voice distracted me from following Jungkook with my eyes. I turned to face him.

"Sorry, we need to cut the introduction part. My very strong friend there is looking for me so bye." I pointed towards Jungkook who still couldn't spot me amidst the crowd. What a let down of a friend...

He peeked over my shoulder to glare at the particular boy I was talking about. His eyes went wide for the slightest second before he quickly spoke out the words. "Was lovely meeting you, babe."

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A/N:- Hey ya, lovely readers!
Imagine the guy (just a heads up, you all guessed it right) as this in this chapter. Stay healthy and happy!