[ LIE IN EUPHORIA ] + p.jm

INFORMATION (정보)

" There is something particularly fascinating about seeing places you know in a piece of art - be that in a film, or a photograph, or a painting. "

― Sara Sheridan

As the road gently curved, she fixed her gaze on the path ahead, eagerly anticipating what lay beyond. Then suddenly, a familiar building emerged into view, causing her eyes to light up with recognition—The Center of Hongdae. A rush of excitement filled the air as the car turned effortlessly into the underground parking lot.

As she removed her seat belt, her manager, a chivalry paragon, quickly opened the door for her.

" You don't have to do that every time, you know. You didn't even turn off the car yet. "

He smiled before he replied, " I do not dare to disrespect my lady. "

She glared at him, which made him laugh. "It's disgusting when you do that. "

He closed the door, turned off the car, and quickly walked beside her. "Well, your father might disagree," he said. " We both know what may fall on me if I dare show the least amount of disrespect. "

"Is that so?" She casually pressed the elevator's button, her voice tinged with playful curiosity. "Did I imagine it, or did you glare at me earlier when you returned to the car after talking with those police officers? "

Her eyes were full of mischief, and she added, " Should I talk to my father about that disrespect? "

The man shook his head, "Oh my, it must have indeed been your imagination. "

The elevator door suddenly opened, and they entered. " How dare I glare at you, Ms. Do Nari? It's not like you are all for trouble, keeping me busy cleaning after you and your impossible mood swings. " He actively shook his head before pinching his nose bridge and excessively sighed.

She scoffed, " If I didn't know better, I would have taken that as your resignation letter. "

" Come on, Nari. Where would I get a job as nicely paid as this one? " He mischievously smirked this time, which earned her a smile.

" I don't know. But I could take care of your resignation. Think of that as a favour from an old friend. "

The relentless bickering had become a hallmark of their relationship since their high school days. Their verbal sparring knew no bounds, with both hurling hurtful remarks without reservation. Over the years, Taemin had become an ever-present figure in Nari's life, almost as if it were his destined role. After all, where else would he find such a well-paying job but working for her?

They were intimately familiar with each other's intricacies. He had the resilience to navigate her mood swings, handle her celebrity status, and keep her secrets close. In return, she valued his adept managerial skills, remarkable agility in learning, and keen powers of observation.

A match made by heavens, they thought.

Ding.

When the elevator door opened, a familiar feeling enveloped the young woman. Workers and other volunteers quickly greeted her.

" Hello, Ms. Do, Mr.Kim, how are you? "

They slightly bowed to greet the woman.

" Hello, Ms Jung. "

" Hello, I'm fine, thank you. What about you, Ms. Jung? "

The woman, who seemed to be in her early thirties, brightly smiled and replied, " I have good news. "