It's a pretty typical Saturday for you. You just got brunch with your best friend, Nanami, and are about to head home.

"I'm telling you, this one is different," Nanami whines. "He's sweet and caring and sexy as hell."

"Honey, he's a man," you scoff. "And you have a nice ass. You know he only wants one thing."

"We'll he can have my heart and my ass."

You roll your eyes but then you both erupt in laughter.

You met Nanami at work. You're both translators, but she translates to Japanese while you translate to English. You both ended up working together on a project, translating for a business deal with executives that spoke multiple different languages. You guys have been inseparable ever since.

"I'm gonna go home and be a couch potato, I don't want to be a functioning human today," you say as you head outside.

"Yeah me too. I'm not sure why our boss has to be such a dickhead. I'm going to sit on my ass for 5 hours straight eating ice cream."

"This is why we're soulmates," you chuckle as she wraps you into a hug.

"[Y/N], text me!" Nanami shouts as she heads the opposite direction. "I miss your dumbass already!"

You give her a finger heart and also flip her off.

Ah, yes. The perfect pair, you think to yourself.

You just finished a hectic week at work, so you're taking your time heading back home, de-stressing from all the craziness that has happened the last few days. You crave your couch but you also love moseying around the city you call home.

You live in a pretty nice area of Seoul. Though your job is very demanding, it also pays you very well. You're able to afford a pretty luxurious apartment. You feel safe in your neighborhood. You even occasionally come across kpop idols or kdrama stars, that's how safe it is.

After about 30 minutes of roaming around, you finally make it back to your building. You walk over to the elevator and scan your ID badge, selecting the 8th floor. You have to be a resident to use the elevators in your building. Those without ID badges can only access the first and second floors, which consist of the lobby, a mini convenience store, and some restaurants.

You step out of the elevators and take a left, walking to your apartment door which is the furthest one on the end. It's annoying to carry groceries to the end of the hall, but you enjoye having the quietness that a corner apartment brought you.

You key in your passcode and open the door, which immediately brings you into your kitchen. You slip your shoes off and set your purse onto the island.

The kitchen is an open concept, as it leads straight into the living room. You purposely chose an apartment that didn't have many walls. You aren't a big fan of closed spaces, it makes you feel claustrophobic.

You grab a sparkling water from your fridge and beeline it for the couch in the next room. You plop onto the cushions and stuff your face into your Chimmy pillow.

"Ah, this is my happy place," you exhale as you start scrolling through your movie watch list.

You're very content with your life currently. It was tough adjusting to a new country, thousands of miles away from your family. You of course had a hard time fitting in at the beginning. South Korea is very homogeneous. But it had been your dream to live in South Korea ever since your sophomore year of high school.

You had always been fascinated by Korean culture, and you found the language to be very beautiful. You begged your parents to take you to visit, which they eventually did when you were 16. It was the best two weeks of your life. You ended up studying Korean in high school, and even went on to college to earn your degree.

It didn't take long for you to get a visa sponsorship and a job offer. 6 months after graduation you were packed and on a plane to Seoul.

You were not blinded by Korean dramas though. You knew that it was not all sunshine and rainbows in South Korea. You would have to face discrimination and inequality there, just like many other parts of the world. But you wanted to go for it anyways.

Now here you are, 2 years later. A nice apartment, a decent job (even though your supervisor is kind of an ass,) and a good group of friends. The only thing you are missing is romance, but you aren't in too much of a hurry on that.

You turn on Crazy, Stupid Love, your favorite comfort movie, and slowly doze off into a deep slumber.

• • • • • •

About two hours later, you wake up to a crowd of voices coming from outside. Eyelids half open and groggy, you make your way to the sliding glass doors that open up to the balcony. You peak over and see a crowd, consisting mostly of women with signs a couple blocks from your building.

I wonder if there's some sort of event going on today.

You fix up your hair and put on your shoes to go be the nosy bitch that you are.

It's pretty common for idols to have fan meets near your neighborhood, though it's usually smaller or newer groups. But one time you saw IU and almost shit your pants.

You head down the hall and down the elevator, making it through the lobby and stepping outside. You can hear the cheers but the crowd is on the other side of the building entrance.

You tiptoe around your building, trying to see what, or who, could be today's main attraction. You make it about a block and a half before you hear, "OPPA, PLEASE COME BACK, LET ME LOVE YOU!!" followed by hundreds of squeals.

Your turn to the alley on the right and see a tall figure, sprinting for his damn life, running from the crowd of hungry females. You can't see who it is, as he's in all black sweats with his hoodie up. He also has large sunglasses and a mask.

Oh shit. Let me save this poor trainee's life or he'll get devoured before he can even debut.

"Ya!" you yell and the sprinting figure looks up to see you pointing to your right, encouraging him to follow you. You take off towards your building and you look back to see him making a hard left as he turns the corner towards you.

You both take off in a sprint for your building. You grab his arm and pull him with you into your apartment lobby, through a back exit that not many people know of. You quickly pull out your badge and yank him into the elevator.

You press the 8th floor as you guys are huffing and wheezing, completely out of breath.

"Jesus Christ." You exhale, in English, knowing he probably can't understand you. "Bitches really go crazy for that kpop dick." You laugh as you lean back against the elevator side rail.

You think you hear a snort but you can't tell between the gasps for air.

The man remains quiet, just breathing heavily, trying to catch his breath. You finally reach the 8th floor and pull him into the hallway with you.

"Don't worry," you say in Korean, which makes the gentleman's eyebrows raise up. You're pretty used to the locals getting surprised by your fluency. "You have to have a badge to access this floor. They can't get to you here. But it's probably safest to hangout at my apartment for a little bit until the crowd disappears."

He nods and follows you to the end of the hall.

Actually, I'm a single female, you think. Should I be bringing a random man into my apartment?

You eye him carefully.

Damn this motherfucker is HUGE.

He looks like he's around 6 feet tall, with broad shoulders and long legs. But there's something about his mere presence that makes him seem large and intimidating.

You're used to many Korean men either being around your height or sometimes shorter. Not that there aren't any tall guys around. But there are more guys under 5'8" than there are taller.

Whatever. He's either famous or trying to get famous so he probably won't risk his reputation. This hallway has cameras.

You make sure to cover your passcode before entering and you let him walk through first so you can lock the door behind you.

"Oh man that was a close one," you chuckle as you start to turn around. "I don't know if you're new to this but you have to be carefu-"

You almost choke as the man is removing his glasses and mask. It's like all the air has escaped your lungs — your eyes practically popping out of your head.

"What the fuck?" you whisper.

The man reaches his hand out for a handshake.

"Hi, thanks so much for saving me back there. I'm Kim Namjoon."

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A/N: AHHHHH MY VERY FIRST CHAPTER!!

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