"Right now, no matter what, this is a win for me—whether Kim Seokjin acknowledges it or not."
With that thought, I convinced myself that even a one-sided, embarrassing dating rumor wouldn’t be so bad.
📱 Riiing… Riiing…
"Ugh, what now?"
"Hey, you said you’re not dating, right?"
"Yeah, and?"
"Well… Kim Seokjin just confirmed it."
"What??"
I wasn’t expecting that.
I never imagined things would turn out this way.
"...Whoa, it’s true."
"What’s with that guy?"
📩 Ding!
"This is Kim Seokjin. Call me when you see this."
"Hey… hang up. Now."
"What? Hey!!"
Click.
The moment I ended the call, I dialed the number.
"Hello?"
"You called pretty fast."
"Ah… yeah."
"But what if I wasn’t actually me? What made you so sure?"
"It didn’t seem like an impersonation. The article just went up."
"Good. At least you're not completely clueless. Or maybe you’re not clueless enough to pull something like this off?"
"…What??"
"Let’s meet. We have a lot to talk about."
"Okay, sure."
"Come to my place. I’ll text you the address."
"Alright, I’m on my way now."
"See you soon."
Click.
"He acknowledged the dating rumor… I didn’t see that coming. But no, this is even better."
"Let’s do this, Yeoju. Forget your pride."
And with that, I grabbed my things and headed out.
"Is this the place? Damn, this building is tall."
🔔 Ding-dong.
"You're here? Come in, haha."
And just like that, I arrived at his home.