you set me on fire.
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the room was packed with people. the main guests in attendance where the three royal families of south korea who mingled together with dukes/duchesses, lords/ladies, anyone and everyone of who belonged to the world of power, influence and wealth. all because of a gala on behalf of those under-privileged and in poverty and who desperately needed help.
jihun had always hated being dragged along to them. all those big events that called for a high-class audience and was more for show and tell rather then actually helping the charities the balls and galas had been thrown for in the first place. he hated that his father and mother insist both he and his twin sister attend and keep up good appearances. when he knew deep down it was all a load of crap, they just wanted to become more powerful then they already were.
so of course when he had found himself alone, sister having probably snuck off to see the man who had captured her heart, he had taken himself to the bar. downing however many champagne flutes he could get his greedy fingers on.
but it wasn’t all bad, and despite how dense the crowd may be, his eyes were still able to find her easily. after all she does stand out above all the rest, she had her good looks to thank for that. his feet found themselves stumbling wandering over to where she was stood. by the way she was stood at the side of the dance floor he could tell she was probably just as bored as he was. all the more reason to have fun he thought to himself.
“if im not mistaken, you’re probably the prettiest- No! you are the prettiest in the room. you should be out on the dance floor.. you know dancing.” eyebrow raising up as the words tumble from his lips.