[All] [BTS Jimin's Bingeul] Fiancé I Met at the Club Episode 2

✎ Author: Choi Ae-ran

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After hearing the CEO's story, that evening, just as his mother had said, the news of his breakup with Park Jimin became a new trending search. And... the very next morning,

I boarded an early morning flight to the United States.

Thinking back to how I cried as soon as the breakup with Park Jimin was confirmed, I honestly thought it would get even harder after the article came out. However... I just stared blankly out the window with my chin resting on my hand and yawned in boredom.

It was... much better than I thought. My phone was silent because it was in airplane mode, and I was starting to think of this week-long trip as an unexpected vacation from my graduate school life that my parents had secretly forced me to start, so I spent the time on the plane leisurely, watching movies and listening to music.

By the way... America... How long has it been... It's already been about 6 years since I went to America as an exchange student in college... It's been longer than I thought. However, I've been to America once before, once in elementary school, once in middle school, and once in high school, and I've lived there for 2-3 years each time, so rather than feeling unfamiliar, it felt like I was visiting a friend's house for the first time in a long time.

"I wonder if the restaurants and cafes I used to go to are still there... I should stop by for the first time in a while while I'm there."

So I was lost in thought for a moment, thinking about the time I studied abroad in the past.

At first, I hated going abroad to study during my school days because it meant parting ways with my friends... On the last day of school, my friends would always give me letters or photos of themselves so that I wouldn't forget them... Every time, Jimin Park was the one who was the most important to him, and when the other kids had all given up and were starting to leave, he would show up last and give me photos to say goodbye...

Only then did I realize belatedly that I had unconsciously thought of Park Jimin, and the corners of my lips that had been rising while I was lost in memories stiffened. I thought it would be okay, and that it would be calmer than I thought... but I guess I was wrong, somehow, feeling resentful as if I had lost, I glared outside the window, which was fine.

"I will definitely forget you on this trip..!"

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With that determination, I arrived at the airport, unpacked my luggage at the hotel I had made a reservation for, and started walking around. I went to places with nice atmospheres to take pictures, ate at a famous restaurant, and went back to a cafe I used to frequent to have a cup of coffee and had a great time.

But still...

"It's still not enough..."

I arrived at the hotel and muttered as I collapsed on the bed, exhausted from all the busy work. Something still felt off. And at times like this...

"I have to go to the club"

However, as the granddaughter of a famous company chairman, I was quite popular in Korea even though I was not a celebrity. No matter how far away the country was, it was annoying and bothersome to endure the occasional nagging from Koreans who recognized me. Therefore, I decided to visit a remote club that I had learned about from my exchange student days, which was mainly frequented by Koreans, especially young students who were a bit snobby. And to do that...

"Absolutely no luxury items... No expensive-looking accessories, as much as possible."

Since it was located in a remote area and it was different from Korea in the US, the security was not very good when I went to such places. Among the numerous luxury goods in my carrier, I took out some ordinary-looking clothes I had bought in the city just in case, and headed to the club with some accessories that were not too expensive and added some light accents.

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"Wow, this place has changed quite a bit."

In the club, where the interior had become quite luxurious compared to before, I sat down at an empty table away from the center of the dancing area and called the staff over to order some drinks and snacks.

"Usually I would drink something with a lower alcohol content to moderate my drinking...but today, for the first time in a while, I'll just go for a run."

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" Wow, do you have company? "
(Wow, do you have company?)

However, I think they looked a little strange, drinking a lot of alcohol and eating side dishes alone. The group of men around me kept talking to me and asking me to join them, and every time they did, I would glance at them and snicker.

" Hey, kid, if you want to hang out with me, come a little older. "
(Hey kid, if you want to hang out with me, come when you're a little older.)

"Okay, well, I'm leaving for today, so be a little more friendly the next time we meet."
( Ha, I understand. Well, I guess I'll take my leave now. Next time we meet, please be a little more friendly. )

"I don't know. I'll think about it."
(I don't know either. I'll think about it.)

No way, where the hell are you crawling in from... I thought to myself as I lightly accepted the greetings from the men who greeted me with the same expression and gesture, and poured some more alcohol into my empty glass. Ha, really... why are there so many flies today? I frowned slightly because I couldn't control my facial expressions well.

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After a few hours, the female protagonist was still sitting upright as before...but when I approached her, I could clearly see that she was drunk. Since I had been taught the importance of dignity and had taken many etiquette classes since I was young, I could not see that she was outwardly disheveled even when she was drunk...but when I approached her, I could hear her muttering quietly...so I could tell that she was sufficiently drunk.

"Park Jimin, you bastard... You dare cheat on me..? You're going to hell. This idiot... Tch, I should've just joined those guys earlier... I should've properly shown that bastard how popular I am... Just wait and see, I'll show you that I really don't miss you one bit..."

These sounds were barely audible even when approaching, but if she had muttered loudly, Yeoju would have probably bought a ticket to Korea the next day. Fortunately, however, since her muttering was not noticeable, before others had even noticed... she got up from her seat and started heading for the door, perhaps thinking that she should slowly return to the hotel. Although her gait was slow and weak, she did not stumble at all... so she was able to walk to the exit without much trouble.

"Sigh...I'm definitely going to seduce a cool guy..."

But...even though she was walking properly, she bumped into a man passing by, and her body tilted sharply while she staggered, and just before she was about to fall...there was a thud, and the man who had bumped her shoulder wrapped his arms around her waist and caught her.

"Oh, I'm sorry... I was the one who was in front... No, this was America."

The female protagonist, who was unconsciously speaking Korean while drunk, opened her mouth to speak in English again, but the man seemed quite surprised when he heard her speaking Korean.

"Huh? You were Korean?"

In a foreign country, and in a remote club that tourists wouldn't know about, the woman, who had been drunk, raised her head, which had been slightly bowed, and stared at the face of the man looking down at her from a height a head higher than her.

"You seem drunk. Are you okay? "

And the heroine could clearly see that the man in front of her was incredibly handsome, even though he was wearing his hat pulled down low.

If the heroine hadn't broken off the engagement, if she hadn't come to America, if she hadn't come to this club today, and if she hadn't drunk so much here... this wouldn't have happened... and these countless coincidences overlapped to create this moment.

The female protagonist stared blankly at the man for a moment, then opened her mouth and muttered softly enough for only the man to hear.

"You...want to date me..?"

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