I took one last glance in the full length mirror before I leave. Chae Yeon was wearing a black dress that hugged her curves. Her hair was in soft waves.

It seems I've forgotten something. What did I forget? It must be nothing, try and relax.

When she walked through that door, Joon's jaw dropped. His heart was wildly beating.

He gestured for her to come over nonetheless.

"Chae Yeon, I'm glad that you're here," he smiled.

"I'm not late am I?" She asked nervously, biting her lower lip.

"No, you're right on time. You're not wearing any make-up, I see."

"Don't look at me," she was about to run, however he grabbed her wrist.

"What are you worried about? You're beautiful Chae Yeon."

She felt her face burning up. It's not what he said, it's because how close he is standing next to her.

Chae Yeon can feel his hot breath on her neck.

Any woman would say that Joon is a handsome man. He was wearing a dark navy suit.

Slow music started playing throughout the bar.

"May I?" He took his hand out for her to take.

She put her hand in his. He led her to the dance floor. He gulped when he place his hands on her slender waist. She put her arms around his neck. They swayed side to side.   

I can feel