".....YOU CAN'T STOP ME LOVING MYSELF! OH OH OH OH! HEY! OH OH OH OH OH OH! OH OH OH OH! Ham denaba denbanana........." I really needed to learn what the actual Korean was.

I was almost there. I could see the ocean. I felt like Moana. It calls me! I had long since rolled my window down to smell the salty air and was blasting one of my favorite BTS songs. As much as I played them on repeat, you'd think they would get old but nope. There was just something about those guys, that music. It called to me.

I slowed the vehicle as I approached the massive iron gate guarding the driveway. Seriously, these people had too much money for their own good.

What was that code again?

I pulled up the note in my phone, grateful that Jess had forced me to save it when I insisted that I'd remember. The girl really does know me so well. I punched in the five digit code, 54646, and waited as the huge gate slowly opened. Driving up towards the house, I couldn't believe my eyes. It really felt like something straight out of a movie. Gorgeous palms lined the driveway that circled around in front of the house. As I got out of the car and gazed up at the house, I didn't really know what to think. This didn't exactly qualify as a beach house. Beach mansion was more like it! The tan exterior stucco with massive white columns and more windows than I could count. I shuffled up to the double door, with intricate wood and glass designs and rummaged in my purse for the key that Jess had given me. Luckily, the alarm was connected to the gate so it was turned off when I entered the code there. But I had promised Jess that I would set the alarm every single night.

I entered the house and it felt like a castle. The foyer was huge with marble floors and the typical glass table with huge plant sitting right in the center. Suddenly, my ears were assaulted with a loud wail as the alarm began blaring at a deafening sound.

What is going on? This wasn't supposed to happen!

I was in a panic. I knew the code to turn it off was the same as the gate code but I couldn't think over the noise. I didn't even know where the keypad was! I was sweating and to the point of tears. I started glancing around every which way, just hoping to spot the keypad on the wall as the sound continued on with no end in sight.

Why me? Why did this have to happen? Why now? I just got here and was ready to start an amazing beach vacation and now I'm going to be arrested and thrown in jail! Okay, maybe that was an exaggeration. But still, this isn't how I wanted to start out.

As quickly as the alarm started, it stopped. The ringing in my ears continued to echo and I had to stop and make sure I wasn't imagining the alarm being turned off. So odd.

"Who the hell are you?" A soft, yet incredibly masculine voice said behind me.

I froze on the spot trying to remember my self defense skills. Nobody was supposed to be here.

Breathe. Just breathe. You can get through this. You've been through worse. Just figure out how to get away from this guy and you can call the cops. The pep talk wasn't really working at the moment.

"Hey!" He spoke with more force, "I asked you a question. What are you doing here?"

Trying to think through my plan of action, I slowly turned around to face my intruder. Who I came face to face with though took me completely be surprise.

I momentarily lost the ability to speak.

Standing in the doorway, next to the very obvious alarm keypad, in nothing but swim trunks was Park Jimin.

Park Motherfucking Jimin. of BTS. My absolutely favorite group in the world.

I have never had this kind of reaction before. My knees became weak, literally weak, and my vision went black as I sank to the ground.