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In a world where soulmates are confirmed with algorithms, can human connection still thrive?
It's 2025, the LoveMap App promises to revolutionize how we find love. Based on intricate data, emotional intelligence, a...
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The large digital screens cycling through the foundation's global campaigns and inspirational stories were framed by touches of wood, creating an environment that felt both stylish and unexpectedly comforting.
As we walked toward the elevator, the sound of our shoes clicking on the marble floors seemed to echo in the vast space.
Ha Eun was next to me, her hands tightly gripping the strap of her bag. She was a little more composed than I was, but I could tell that the nerves were crawling beneath her usual professional exterior.
She glanced around at the walls, eyes flicking over the visuals on display, taking in the purpose behind each message.
It was almost as if we could feel the weight of the work they did here, and that responsibility was something we were about to be tied to as well.
Behind me, Trina and Si Woo exchanged quiet words, likely about the presentation they would need to help support during the meeting.
Si Woo, always focused, was already mentally processing every slide and every point he might need to defend.
Jae kept his head down, fingers tapping anxiously against his tablet, as if checking for the hundredth time that everything was in place for when the meeting finally began.
Yoongi, ever the grounding presence, walked beside me with an ease that was both comforting and subtly reassuring.
His hand brushed mine briefly as we walked. I could feel the steady calm he exuded, and it was exactly what I needed.
I had been running on adrenaline all morning, heart racing at the thought of facing Namjoon and the foundation.
But Yoongi was here, and with his presence, I found a small piece of peace in the chaos.
"You good?" Yoongi asked softly, his eyes meeting mine with a knowing look.
The quiet question almost felt like an anchor to keep me grounded, his voice a constant reminder that I wasn't alone in all of this.
I gave him a tight smile, nodding. "Just nervous. I keep thinking of how this might affect everything we've worked for."
Yoongi nodded in understanding, his expression softening. "It's all part of it. But no matter what, we're prepared. We've got a strong case, and we've got each other."
He paused before adding with a grin, "Besides, we've been through worse."
I chuckled, though the nervous tension still twisted in my stomach.
He was right. We had faced challenges before-just none quite as intimidating as this.
But his words gave me the confidence I needed, and for a moment, I wasn't alone in my thoughts.
We were a team, and we would face this together.
As the elevator doors opened, we stepped and stepped into a stylish, sleek office floor. Spacious and inviting. Greenery and wood accents adorning every corner.