Days went like this for both of them. Her living hope of light and him being arrogant towards love.
Jayti was walking down the sidewalk when she heard a loud noise like an accident. She looked and saw a man lying on the road. Quickly, she ran over to him and helped him up, taking him to the hospital. He wasn't awake at all, so she stayed at the hospital, waiting for him to wake up. The doctors said everything was okay, but the man still didn't wake up, which made Jayti worried. So, she decided to stay at the hospital until he woke up.
After what felt like an eternity of waiting, the man finally stirred, slowly regaining consciousness. Jayti's heart skipped a beat as she watched him blink his eyes open, relief flooding through her.
"Are you okay, Sir ?" she asked, her voice filled with concern.
The man nodded weakly, managing a faint smile. "Thank you for helping me," he murmured, his voice hoarse.
Jayti felt a wave of gratitude wash over her as she realized that her actions had made a difference. "You're welcome," she replied softly, her eyes shining with emotion.
As the man began to regain his strength, he turned to Jayti with a pleading look in his eyes. "Could you... could you please call my wife?" he asked, his voice trembling slightly.
Without hesitation, Jayti nodded, reaching for her phone. She dialed the number he provided, her heart pounding in her chest as she waited for someone to pick up.
When the woman on the other end answered, Jayti took a deep breath, her voice steady as she explained what had happened. The woman's relief was palpable as she listened, and Jayti could hear the gratitude in her voice as she thanked her for taking care of her husband.
With a sense of fulfillment, Jayti handed the phone back to the man, watching as he spoke to his wife, reassurance and love evident in his words. And as she witnessed the heartfelt reunion between husband and wife, Jayti couldn't help but feel a warm glow of satisfaction knowing that she had played a small part in bringing them back together.
As Jayti was engrossed in the touching moment between the man and his wife, the sudden burst of commotion startled her. Kim Taehyung, with a look of panic etched on his face, rushed into the room, flinging the door open without hesitation. His presence disrupted the peaceful atmosphere, causing Jayti to momentarily lose her train of thought.
"What's going on?" Jayti asked, her brow furrowing with concern.
Taehyung's eyes darted around the room frantically before landing on the man lying in the hospital bed. "I just heard about the accident," he explained breathlessly, his voice filled with urgency. "Is he okay?"
As Kim Taehyung burst into the room with frantic urgency, Jayti's eyes widened in shock. She couldn't believe her luck - her favorite idol, Taehyung, standing right before her in the flesh.
For a moment, Jayti was speechless, her mind struggling to process the sudden turn of events. Here she was, in the midst of a tense situation involving a stranger, only to be confronted by the unexpected presence of someone she admired from afar.
Taehyung's eyes darted around the room, his expression a mix of worry and fear. "I just heard about the accident," Is he okay?" he demanded, his voice urgent.
Jayti quickly recovered from her daze, realizing that Taehyung must have some connection to the man she had helped. "He's all right," she replied, gesturing towards the man who lay in the hospital bed, still in the call.
As Taehyung rushed to the man's side, Jayti couldn't help but admire the genuine concern etched on his face. It was a stark contrast to the charismatic persona he displayed on stage, reminding her that even idols were human, with fears and vulnerabilities of their own.
Caught between admiration and disbelief, Jayti watched as Taehyung exchanged hurried words with the man, his presence offering a glimmer of hope in the midst of uncertainty. And as she witnessed the genuine connection between them, Jayti couldn't shake off the feeling that perhaps fate had brought them together for a reason, weaving their lives together in a tapestry of unexpected encounters and shared moments.
As Taehyung approached his manager's bedside, a mix of concern and annoyance etched on his face, he couldn't help but inquire about the phone call. "Who are you calling?" he asked curtly, his voice tinged with impatience.
His manager glanced up at him, his expression weary but tinged with gratitude. "My wife," he replied simply, his voice hoarse from the ordeal.
Taehyung's annoyance bubbled to the surface, and he rolled his eyes in exasperation. The idea of reaching out to a loved one while in the hospital seemed utterly foolish to him. Why waste time on trivial matters like relationships when there were more pressing issues at hand?
"It's ridiculous," Taehyung muttered under his breath, barely concealing his disdain. To him, the whole notion of contacting a spouse in a time of crisis seemed like nothing more than a pointless distraction.
But despite his frustration, Taehyung knew better than to voice his thoughts aloud. Instead, he clenched his jaw tightly, forcing himself to remain composed in the face of his manager's vulnerability.
With a curt nod, Taehyung turned away, his mind consumed with thoughts of his own aversion to love and relationships. For him, the idea of reaching out to someone in a time of need was unfathomable, a weakness he refused to entertain.
As he made his way out of the room, Taehyung couldn't help but wonder if he would ever understand the complexities of human emotion. But for now, he pushed aside such thoughts, focusing instead on the task at hand and the need to maintain his facade of indifference.
As Taehyung exited the room with a determined stride, Jayti's gaze lingered on his retreating figure, a mix of curiosity and concern swirling in her mind. She couldn't help but wonder about the complexities that lay beneath his cold exterior, about the reasons behind his aversion to love and relationships.
Watching him go, Jayti couldn't shake off the feeling that there was more to Taehyung's story than met the eye. Beneath the mask of indifference, she sensed a depth of emotion that he was desperately trying to conceal.
With a sigh, Jayti turned her attention back to the man in the hospital bed, her thoughts momentarily drifting away from Taehyung and towards the task at hand. She knew that she needed to focus on providing comfort and support to the man and his family during this difficult time.
But as she sat by the bedside, her mind kept wandering back to Taehyung, his enigmatic presence leaving a lingering impression on her thoughts. She couldn't help but wonder what demons he was battling beneath the surface, what past experiences had shaped him into the person he was today.
Lost in contemplation, Jayti resolved to unravel the mystery that surrounded Taehyung, determined to uncover the truth behind his guarded demeanor. And as she watched over the man in the hospital bed, she couldn't shake off the feeling that their paths would cross again, bringing with it a deeper understanding of the complexities of human nature.
After ending call with his wife , manager asked jayti about herself.
With a gentle smile, the manager turned his attention to Jayti, his eyes filled with gratitude for her kindness. "Thank you for helping me and for staying here," he said sincerely. "You've been a great help."
Jayti returned his smile, feeling a warmth spread through her chest at his words. "Of course," she replied softly. "I'm just glad I could be here for you."
As the conversation shifted, the manager's curiosity got the better of him, and he found himself wanting to know more about the person who had shown him such compassion in his time of need. "So, tell me about yourself," he prompted, a genuine interest shining in his eyes.
Jayti hesitated for a moment, caught off guard by the unexpected question. But then, with a small smile, she began to share bits and pieces of her life with him, recounting stories of her upbringing, her passions, and her dreams for the future.
As they talked, Jayti found herself opening up to the manager in a way she hadn't expected. There was something about his kind demeanor that put her at ease, allowing her to share parts of herself that she rarely revealed to others.
With a curious glint in her eyes, Jayti couldn't resist asking the manager about his connection to Kim Taehyung. "How do you know Taehyung?" she inquired, her tone laced with genuine interest.
The manager chuckled softly, a fond smile gracing his lips as he recalled their history. "I've been working with Taehyung for quite some time now," he explained, his voice tinged with pride. "I'm his manager."
Jayti's eyes widened in surprise, a mixture of awe and excitement coursing through her. She hadn't realized that the man lying in the hospital bed was Taehyung's manager, someone who played such a pivotal role in the life of her idol.
As the realization sank in, Jayti couldn't help but feel a newfound sense of respect for the manager, knowing the dedication and hard work that went into managing a successful artist like Taehyung.
With a smile, Jayti nodded, feeling a sense of gratitude for the opportunity to learn more about the behind-the-scenes workings of the industry. And as she listened to the manager share stories of his experiences with Taehyung, she couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the incredible journey that had brought them all together in this moment of unexpected connection.
As Jayti and the manager exchanged stories, the door to the hospital room creaked open, and Taehyung stepped inside, his expression a mixture of concern and urgency. "Hey," he greeted, his voice tinged with tension. "How's he doing?"
The manager managed a weak smile, reassurance evident in his voice. "I'm hanging in there," he replied, though it was clear that he was still struggling with his recovery.
Taehyung's gaze flickered to Jayti, a flicker of recognition crossing his features as he realized who she was. "Thanks for staying with him," he said, gratitude coloring his words.
But before Jayti could respond, Taehyung's attention shifted back to the manager, his tone serious. "Listen, I know our schedule is tight, but we need you to focus on getting better," he said firmly. "If you need to, we can hire a substitute manager to handle things for now."
The manager's brow furrowed with concern, but he nodded in understanding. "I'll do my best to recover as quickly as possible," he promised, determination shining in his eyes.
With a nod of appreciation, Taehyung turned to Jayti, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Thanks again for being here," he said sincerely. "We'll take it from here."
The manager's brow furrowed with concern, "I'll do my best to recover as quickly so we can continue with the release."
Taehyung's brows furrowed with concern as he contemplated the manager's words. "But your health is more important," he insisted, his voice laced with worry. "We can delay the release if we need to. I don't want you pushing yourself too hard."
The manager shook his head, determination shining in his eyes. "No, we can't afford to cancel," he said firmly. "I'll arrange for a substitute manager to take over for me. I'll make sure everything is in place before the release date."
Taehyung hesitated, torn between his concern for the manager's well-being and the pressure to stick to their schedule. But ultimately, he knew that the manager was right. Cancelling the release would only cause more complications, and they couldn't afford to let down their fans and supporters.
With a sigh, Taehyung nodded in agreement. "Alright," he conceded reluctantly. "But promise me you'll take care of yourself."
The manager smiled weakly, gratitude shining in his eyes. "I promise," he said solemnly. "I'll do everything I can to get better as soon as possible."
As they finalized their plans, Taehyung couldn't shake off the lingering worry that gnawed at his insides. But he knew that they had made the right decision, and he was grateful for the manager's dedication and resilience in the face of adversity. Together, they would weather this storm and emerge stronger on the other side.
As Taehyung left the room to inform the hybe authority about the situation, the manager turned to Jayti with a serious expression. "Jayti, I know this is unexpected, but I need to ask you for a favor," he began, his tone earnest.
Jayti looked at him with surprise, not sure what to expect. "Of course, what is it?" she asked, her curiosity piqued.
The manager took a deep breath, steeling himself for what he was about to say. "I need you to take my place as the substitute manager," he said, his words hanging heavy in the air.
Jayti's eyes widened in shock, her heart pounding in her chest at the unexpected request. "Me? But I'm just a fan," she protested, her mind reeling with disbelief.
The manager reached out, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "You may be a fan, but you're also incredibly organized, reliable, and quick-thinking," he explained, his gaze unwavering. "I trust you to handle this."
Despite her initial reservations, Jayti couldn't ignore the sincerity in the manager's eyes. She knew that he wouldn't ask this of her unless he truly believed she was capable.
With a shaky breath, Jayti nodded, determination settling in her heart. "Okay," she said softly. "I'll do it."
As the weight of the responsibility sank in, Jayti realized that this was her chance to make a difference, to step out of the shadows and prove herself in a world she had only ever dreamed of. And with the manager's guidance and support, she knew that she was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
With a grateful smile, the manager nodded, a sense of relief washing over him. "Thank you, Jayti. I knew I could count on you," he said sincerely.
Jayti returned his smile, feeling a surge of determination coursing through her veins. She may have been thrown into this unexpected role, but she was ready to rise to the challenge and prove herself worthy of the manager's trust.
As they began to discuss the logistics of her new role, Jayti listened intently, soaking in every detail and making mental notes of what needed to be done. Despite the nerves fluttering in her stomach, she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement at the opportunity to step into the world of artist management, even if it was just temporarily.
As they finalized their plans, Jayti couldn't shake off the feeling of disbelief that she was actually going to be managing one of her favorite artists. It was a dream come true, albeit under unexpected circumstances.
But as she glanced at the manager, his unwavering confidence in her filling her with determination, Jayti knew that she was ready to take on this challenge head-on. With his guidance and support, she was determined to ensure that everything ran smoothly in his absence, proving that she was more than just a fan - she was a capable and dedicated manager.
With a newfound sense of purpose, Jayti took a deep breath, ready to dive into her new role with everything she had. Whatever challenges lay ahead, she was ready to face them with courage and determination, knowing that she had the manager's trust and support every step of the way.
As Jayti returned to her apartment, her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. She couldn't believe how drastically her day had turned out, from witnessing an accident on the sidewalk to being asked to step in as a substitute manager for her idol's team. It all felt like a surreal blur, and she needed a moment to process everything that had happened.
Sitting down on her couch, Jayti took a deep breath, allowing herself to reflect on the whirlwind of events. She replayed the moment when she had met her idol, Kim Taehyung, in her mind, each detail etched vividly in her memory.
The excitement and nervousness that had coursed through her veins as she approached him, the way her heart had skipped a beat when he had smiled at her, the warmth of his handshake as he had thanked her for her help - it was a moment she would cherish forever.
But amidst the thrill of meeting her idol, there was also a newfound sense of purpose that had blossomed within her. The unexpected request to step in as a substitute manager had caught her off guard, but deep down, she knew that she was ready for the challenge.
As she mulled over the events of the day, Jayti couldn't help but feel a surge of determination coursing through her veins. This was her chance to make a difference, to prove herself in a world that she had only ever dreamed of being a part of.
With a resolute smile, Jayti knew that she was ready to embrace this new chapter in her life with open arms. Whatever challenges lay ahead, she was prepared to face them head-on, fueled by her passion for music and her unwavering determination to succeed. And as she drifted off to sleep that night, visions of the future danced in her mind, filled with endless possibilities and the promise of new beginnings.