"He is an eye candy."
Dimmed lights and slow music.
Boys in tuxedos and girls in gowns or dresses.
Elegant chairs and tables littering everywhere.
A dance floor at the middle.
"Y/N?" Someone called and I hastily turned around meeting eyes with the person.
"Goodness! Is that really you? You don't look like yourself! I almost mistook you as a stranger." Rebecca, a senior of mine stated, scanning my chosen attire.
I was wearing a ruby red cocktail dress with a long tail at the back. It's a simple look as its neckline wasn't low, adorned with golden beads, sleeveless and reaches just an inch lower to my mid-thigh. My waist was wrapped in a golden belt and my back wasn't exposed. I wore my favorite wedges to go with it. Also, my make-up was done by a professional.
A tight-lipped smile was the only thing I could deliver as the senior quickly turned away to join her other friends. We weren't that close but she knows me because of one reason.
A title I hate but can't live without.
"Y/N! What are you doing standing there? It's almost time for the performance!" Stephanie, one of my bestfriends, scolded.
Sighing, I proceeded to go to the line of people who's going to perform with me. The guys held the hands of the girls firmly in a gentle way and the girls hold the fabric of the dress they're wearing with their free hand.
I stood in my place quitely, my fingers fidgetting anxiously. My head was turning from right to left continuously, searching for something.
More like someone.
"Where is your partner?" A high-pitched female voice asked me from behind and I stopped from turning my head here and there.
Looking up, I saw Hazel, a senior and one of my brother's friends, Louis. Hazel was the one to ask the question.
"I don't know." I answered honestly and she grimaces.
"He better show up. You look like you did your best to look like that. You are dressed to impress and it's his loss if he doesn't get the chance to take you to the dancefloor."
I looked down, a shy smile forming on my chapped lips and I turned around facing the front again.
Please, don't leave me hanging here.
I saw more people getting in line, as well as some of my friends. They looked at me with symphaty and I couldn't help but smile sadly at them.
"Fix your postures. We're starting in a bit." One of the instructors reminded and I bit my lip, contemplating if I should escape from here and go home.
The people infront of me started to decrease as they walk their way to the dancefloor. It was only two pairs left and I am next to walk my way, alone, to the dancefloor.
Should I run away? I would just make a fool out of myself if I dance there without a partner.
Sighing, I straightened my posture and was about to walk to the stage alone when a hand suddenly enveloped my own.
I heard Hazel hissing out something like 'Finally, the devil showed up' before I was pulled away from the line and towards the dancefloor.
Looking up, I saw the guy I've been trying to search for all this time. He was clad in a white dress shirt underneath his black tuxedo, a blue tie, and black shiny shoes. His handsome face portraying an emotionless expression.
Kim Taehyung.
His right hand was holding my left one, the other hand placed on his back as my other hand holds the fabric of my dress. We walked to the middle of the dance floor and bowed, the both of us smiling forcefully.
We get into our position and waited for the others to get into theirs. Camera flashes were everywhere and I couldn't help but turn my head to my right to see if we're near completion.
I felt a tug coming from the hand enveloped with Taehyung's and I turned my head his way to see him staring at me through his narrowed eyes.
"Don't look anywhere. Keep your eyes where it should be." He mutters and I stopped looking sideways, pursing my lips.
After some time, the music finally started. We started to sway here and there following the pattern we practiced a couple of times before facing each other.
He swiftly led my left hand towards his right shoulder near his neck before placing his right hand on the small of my back. My right hand automatically intertwining with his left one.
He brought me closer to him and I tried to hold my breath so the scent of mint mixed with the scent of his fabric conditioner won't invade my senses. Yet, that couldn't be helped because I need to breath and once I did, I noticed how close we are to each other.
My heart thumped wildly and I could feel the butterflies in my stomach having a war. He was too close and he smells good as always. I was afraid he'd get more closer and hear my racing heartbeat that's caused by him and him alone.
I didn't noticed that I was about to move differently from the pattern of dancers but when I felt his grip on my waist get firmer, guiding me the other way, I looked up, seeing his face inches from mine but his eyes weren't focused on me.
It was focused elsewhere behind me.
Gulping, I continued dancing with him, my eyes also focused elsewhere behind him. Even when we needed to do a position of him partially lifting me, bridal style, our gazes never locked. That's until the end of the performance.
After doing a final bow, he led me to my seat before completely disappearing out of my sight. He didn't even bid me goodbye and I sighed, exhaustedly rubbing my head.
"How was dancing with Kim Taehyung? Do you think the two of you will tie the knot soon?" Stephanie asked, giggling to herself.
"Damn girl, you are seriously the luckiest girl here. You got Kim Taehyung, your very long time crush, as your partner! And no one else was paired with their crushes except you! Not even famous couples were together!" Celine, my other bestfriend, dramatically exclaimed making me hit her exposed shoulder in annoyance.
"Shush! You're going to get me exposed! If someone hears what you've said, they might make rumors immediately." I scolded, glaring at the younger girl.
"Why not? Everyone was literally watching you and Taehyung closely. I even heard some girls sigh in dismay because they wish to be his partner! You lucky hoe! I'm also envious!" Celine pouted, playfully glaring my way.
I rolled my eyes at her and took a sip of the drink placed by a waiter infront of me. "That's the reason why no one can know that I like Kim Taehyung. He is well-known and loved by many."
"And you aren't well-known? If a student doesn't know who Nam Y/N is, it's probably a new student. You are also well-known. From the countless times you represented our school and those times you accepted rewards from professors and the directress herself, a student not knowing you is an alien." Natasha, another friend of mine, stated her eyes rolling after.
"I-I don't know. You know that I can't get into a relationship. My parents would surely defy me. Also, it doesn't look like he likes me at all. He can't even look at me straight in the eyes." I defended.
"Guys can't maintain eye contact with the person they like, you hoe. That's what psychology says videos in Youtube say." Monique, another friend, stated, leaning closer to us.
"Let's stop this conversation. It's nonsense." I remarked turning away from them, pretending to be busy with my phone.
"Just don't be hurt when he finally gets into a relationship and you aren't the lucky girl anymore." Natasha uttered, before leaving us all.
Sighing again, I adjusted my dress, trying to pull the fabric down to cover my mid thighs. It didn't do much so I gave up and looked up, my gaze resting at Taehyung laughing with his friends.
I watched him for some time before my phone vibrated indicating a message.
To: Y/N
It's 11pm. Go home already. Your dad will get mad if you stay there longer.
From: Mom
Upon reading the text message, I hastily grabbed my purse and bid my friends goodbye. Giving one last glance at Kim Taehyung, who's busy playing the piano to impress the people watching him.
On my way out, I noticed Louis and my brother, Joshua waiting for me.
"Let's go home." My brother states and I nodded following after him to the obviously hired Uber vehicle with Louis close behind me.
After getting inside, I take one last glance at the venue before the car drives away from it. Sighing, I decided to fidget with my phone until I received a notification that someone sent me a message in one of my social media accounts.
I opened the chats and I saw Eleanor, a close friend of mine that's a senior, sent me a picture.
It was a picture taken from before the performance where Taehyung and I were in our position, infront of other performers. He was smiling directly at the camera while my head was turned to the side, not paying attention to the person who took the photo.
Maybe that's why he told me to stop looking around earlier. Someone took a picture of us and it looks like he just dragged my unwilling self there. He was smiling but I'm looking the other way, frowning at nothing in particular.
Below was a message from Eleanor herself.
"It looks like Taehyung's the one interested in you and you're some brat who's not happy to get paired with the eye candy beside her."
I didn't get to reply to her message as another notification appeared and I automatically tapped it, seeing that Cristina, a freshman I became closer within the year, updated her status.
I heard a piercing ring in my ears and I hissed, my lips quivering, a foreign feeling of absolute sadness and dismay occuring every vein I have.
There she was, my new friend, Cristina, her arm wrapped around the arm of the guy I've been dancing with earlier tonight, their faces stretched into big smiles, eyes crinkling at the camera.
"Love waits and comes at the right time." with Kim Taehyung ❤
The caption read. My mind goes blank and I stayed quiet for the entire ride.
She is with Taehyung.
Taehyung, that guy I used to love.
A/N
How was it? I don't know if you'd like this story but it's been in my mind for a while now. Also, the song at the top is there for a reason lol
I'd start writing this after I finished OUAT coz it'd be hard for me to write alternate stories without mixing the plots XD
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