"You're my last, you're my last

 Until always, you're my last

 Even if you're a path of fire, I'll jump into you."

Chapter 1:

*OC POV*

I

Can't

Believe

It.

I have two jobs. Woww. Just woww. It's like a miracle for a newborn stylist - me, can be accepted in two biggest fashion companies in the country. Hard to believe, right? But now, I'm standing here, ready to show my potential. "Here" which I mean bus stop. Yeah, even though I'm 21 years old, I don't know how to drive car. Besides, my family can't afford enough money to buy me one. But I'm okay with that. Now I have jobs, I will work so hard to achieve my dreams...

I must think again.

This bus is so crowd that I can't stand properly. How I can achieve my dreams when I officially die here with tons of people around. And the worse thing is: whenever the bus stops, despite the crowd, tons of other people troop in like a group of sheep. I only can hopelessly "stand" there, wish for my stop to get out of this chaos.

"Get out of my way."

Not waiting for my answer or reaction, that big fat smelly man pushes me aside. I stagger, close my eyes, ready to fall. Suddenly, a muscle arm holds firmly my waist, pulls me back. In the blink, my nose is full with the most attractive scent I have ever known.

"Are you ok?"

Wait a minute. Did I hear wrong? The scent, now what with that sweet voice? Did I die? I'm in heaven already. No no no, it can't be. I'm only 21 years old, I'm still young. God love m...

"Hey!"

Ok. That is so real for my imagination. I slowly open my eyes and in front of me is a chest, around one centimeter away. What the? I quickly look up.

OMFG.

I officially die here, right now.

In front of my now-really-round-big eyes is a boy, no, an angel, the most handsome man I have met, no, in the world, no, what are you thinking, you dumb?

"You're okay?"

"Oh, uhm..., yeah..." I stutter. Great, just great. You make a fool of yourself, stupid Kim Hana!

"Cute." He chuckle.

OMFG the second.

He did not said I'm cute, did he?

"I just said you're cute."

Don't know how to respond, I look down, afraid he will see my tomato face. So awkward.

"Oh yeah, my hand" He says, takes his arm off my waist. That when I realize his arm still protectively around my waist the whole time and he's still too close that my brain spun around, can't think straight.

"No, that's not what I mean, I just look down." I want to say to him that so bad. Instead, I just nod. He smiles. I melt immediately, like chocolate be burn in 100000 degree Celsius.

"Is this your stop?" He suddenly asked.

I look through the bus's window. "Yes, my stop." I quickly hop off, forget to thank him.

*IN THE FIRST COMPANY YOU WORK FOR*

"Aish. You idiot." I hit my head, regret what I did. But how does he know this is my stop? Strange.

"Hana, Hana" Yoobin - another stylist, two years older than me calls me, cut off my thought.

"Yea, unnie"

"I just asked you whether he's hot" Sis Yoobi signs.

"Uhm, who?" I ask

"You didn't hear me all the time, right?" She smile. "I mean our boss - Mr. Xi. He's just 24 years old. Rich. Handsome. Genius. Hard - working. Perfect! "She claim.

"What? Our boss is only 24." I surprise.

"Hush, lower your voice. Yeah. He's good, isn't he? That's why so many girls like him. Oh right, here he come!"

I follow her gaze, only see a huge crowd of girls around someone familiar. Uhm... round eyes, shape nose. Him. Right. "It's him" I blurt out.

"Yeah. It's our boss"

"No. I mean he's the ange.. boy in my bus." I say.

"Oh my god"

"I know, unbelievable, right?"

"What? No, he is coming to our direction."

"Who?"

"Hi Hana"

OMFG the third.

That voice.

I turn around.

"Hi" He smiles, for the second time, takes his hand ahead, waits for a handshake.

I stand still, don't know how to do, everything go slow motion in my mind.

"Hey" Yoobin nudges me. "Shake his hand"

Right. Shake his hand. Just a handshake, Hana. Breath in, breath out.

The second I touch his hand, electricity runs through whole my body. Damn. His hand is so soft. Just when I want to withdraw my hand, he pulls back, hold tight but not hurt.

"Hope we can be close, Hana."

Who am I?

FUUUUUUUUU. The first chap is done.

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