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The taxi pulled over in front of Trance, a posh, trendy nightclub in the middle of Hongdae.

Jungah paid the driver and stepped out. She took a wobbly step in her new black wedges. Jungah looked down at her new black dress with lacy straps. Her stomach sank. *This isn’t me.*

But when Zico had invited her to a nightclub, she knew she couldn’t just go in jeans and a black sweater, like usual.

She didn’t want to disappoint him. She wanted to make him proud of her.

So she took some of the money he had given her and went shopping for a dress, like he had wanted her to.

Jungah put her phone to her ear, “Zico. I’m here. Araso.” She hung up. With a deep breath to give herself a boost of confidence, she strode towards the entrance. The bouncer held his arm out, “There’s a line, and you need an ID.”

Jungah looked into his eyes and spoke a name. His eyes widened, and he quickly opened the door.

The people in line complained at the cut.

“Go in.” The bouncer ushered.

Jungah went inside and glanced back as the door shut behind her. *What on earth did Zico do that brings so much fear to his name?* Shaking her head, she descended down the marble staircase.

The pumping music became louder. Bright lights flashed into view. The club was packed with people drinking, dancing, and having a good time. Jungah looked around and saw that she wasn’t the only one dressed up. She felt less out of place, but still, she felt as if she wasn’t in her own skin. *I should have declined. I shouldn’t have come here. This isn’t my scene.*

Before Jungah could change her mind and leave, a hand grabbed her arm. She spun around to see Zico smiling at her, “Leaving so soon?! The party just started though!”

“This really isn’t somewhere that I belong.” Jungah argued.

His eyes softened, “Why such a low self-esteem? You’ll fit in anywhere. Just look at you. You’re gorgeous.” He took her hand and gently twirled her around. Her cheeks flushed, “Zico-“

“You listened to me and bought a dress. It fits you.” Zico gazed at her with such tenderness that it made her heart speed up. To his eyes, she looked so achingly beautiful that it hurt him. It was even worse because she was unattainable.

Jungah softened. *Whatever. Who cares if this isn’t my place? I belong next to Zico, and he’s here, so that’s all that matters.*

“Come on. I’ll introduce you to some friends.” Zico led her through the