"It's the most peculiar of things," she spoke into the thumb she was biting at.

"That is a horrible habit," Jumin commented. Her mouth retracted from her finger, and she frowned.

It was two days since she had seen Jumin, and it was two days since she had seen that odd man- not that he was odd in any sort of bad way, but he was odd in the sense that his presence had failed to leave her mind; it riddled all her thoughts.

Her brain still clancked empty on what it was that made her pause upon their first encounter.

"Perhaps it was his voice?" Jumin finally humored her after MC had been pondering over her plight for almost an hour.

"That's nothing notable though."

"Hm, I always thought of V's voice a bit cheesy." A smirk pulled at her lips.

"So that's what it was," she muttered beneath her breath. "But cheesy?"

"Like for a commercial… maybe I could use him to voice over in Elizabeth the Third's commercial."

"Wow, what a great idea." She rolled her eyes, sarcasm dripped from her words

"I am full of them," he declared, modestly. "Hmm, I will have to think on it."

MC twisted a hand whimsically in the air. "Tell me about him?" she tried.

"Why must I?"

She shrugged. "Humor me some more."

He adjusted his legs to where his right crossed over his left, and his head tilted slightly up.

"Kim Ji Hyun, otherwise known as V. Twenty-six. He's a prominent photographer who does everything from commissioned portraits to traveling for his work-"

"No, no. Jumin. You sound like you're reciting his biography or something. Tell me something about him that a friend of his would know."

He took a moment then said, "He recently came back from Greece."

"Oh? I've never been. Did you get a gift?"

"I didn't ask for anything, but I received a shirt."

Her brow rose. "Shirt? Do you even wear one of those? Was it a tourist shirt?" A picture of the young businessman in some tacky tourist shirt popped into her head. MC had to refrain from smiling in front of the inquisitive man.

"I believe so. I cannot read it because of the text, but on the back it says ' It's all Greek to me '." She let out a snort. Who gives gifts like that to Han Jumin? How dorky. Cute.

"What about his family?" she inquired.

"He has a step-sister from his father's second marriage."

"His father got a divorce as well? Man, what's up with these businessmen not holding on to one woman?"

"I am not sure if you are asking or simply stating." MC shrugged again.

"What else? How long have you known the guy?" She tilted her head.

"Since I was six years of age."

"Oh? I wouldn't have pegged you as the childhood friend type or friend type, period."

"Perhaps you're right. It was V that put the first step forward in our friendship."

"I smell a story, Han Jumin. Spill," she demanded, sitting up straight and resting a palm below her chin, careful to not touch the makeup on her face.

"It's nothing special," he started, "I crashed my Italian modeled car into the wall surrounding his house, and Ji Hyun demanded compensation."

"Wait, I thought you said you were six. How'd you have an Italian modeled vehicle?" she asked, incredulous.

"Of course it was for children," he told her as if it was plainly obvious .

"Anyway, what compensation?" MC carried on, not letting his tone get to her.

"He demanded that I be his friend."

It was odd that she was finding herself smiling at that. They were stupid, childish words. They probably didn't even know what ""compensation meant, what child would? Yet, her lips curled into a soft smile. She almost wanted to smack it off her own face.

"You find this funny?" Jumin asked slowly. Her face straightened.

"Yeah, sure, it's a dumb kid story," she casually brushed off and tried to busy her focus on the papers beneath her hands.

"Interesting."

She couldn't concentrate though. MC still hadn't figured it out yet, why her mind always ran back to him.

After reading the same sentence over for the tenth time she about gave up doing work when Jumin spoke up form his own paperwork with a simple voice, "Ji Hyun did tell me that he was seeing someone. They've been dating for a few months now."

Her eyes tranced on some business jargon word, and the nerves in MC's brain informed her on how fast her heart dropped into her stomach.

Ah, so that's what it was.

Could she feel more stupid? A wry smile fitted on her lips. She didn't reply, and now with that, she felt her concentration return and busied herself for the next couple of hours with market reports.


It was another long day at the office and MC never hated how much she distrusted elevators than she did now. After a gruelling twelve flights of stairs, MC unlocked the door to her apartment, kicked off her shoes, and made an immediate bee-line for the unopened wine sitting on her kitchen counter.

Was she ever glad for Jumin and his hobby of wine tasting.

She picked up and read over the small card that was attached to the cork and grunted.

He wanted a detailed review on the wine? Was that why he gifted it to her? Well, she would ignore that request.

Not bothering to take out her good crystal, MC got out one of her cheaper glasses and poured a generous amount before taking the trek to her room.

After a short and relaxing shower, she settled in her bed, careful to handle her glass, and settled down.

She sniffed at the translucent liquid before giving it a small taste. It was a bit too sweet for her liking, but she figured it was all right for some one who enjoyed mostly white wines.

"...seeing someone. They've been dating for a few months."

MC groaned and ran a hand over her face before taking a gulp of the alcohol.

Why couldn't she just get over it? She barely knew him, let alone seen and talked to him. She barely remembered the guy's name. What was it again? It was some random letter from the no one used from the American alphabet. V, right? Wait, wasn't that his pseudonym?

Another groan.

How could she even crush on someone who she didn't even know their first name?

MC felt extremely pathetic. She had seen many of other better looking bachelors too, so what was it that made him different?

After her big revelation, she thought the constant thinking of the teal eyed man would go away, but it only seemed to intensify. He wasn't even single too! The guy had a girlfriend for goodness sake!

She gulped down some more wine.

Were her morals really stooping so low as to now she would hit on another woman's partner?

She shook her head. No, she would never go there. It wasn't her; it wasn't what she did.

Maybe she couldn't get over him because she hadn't done anything nasty to him.

MC hadn't had the most successful of relationships. In fact, all of them had ended just like they did with Jumin, even though Jumin didn't count their relationship as one.

At first, she did it to make herself feel better, but now, it had sort of become a habit- a ritual-like thing. Break up, get one over on them and make them feel like crap for a while, then move on- feelings trashed and long forgotten.

But, it wouldn't feel right to do anything to him when she hardly knew him, she reasoned.

Gosh, what the hell was going on with her?

***0o0***

Just so it's a bit clear... MC's not following the "love at first sight" thing but an "intrigued at first sight". She does like Ji Hyun though but not on some deep level; it's very surface, even though she has no idea what it is about him that she likes so much, haha. She's just sort of drawn to him, and I think we can all relate to that on some level, whether it be a person, hobby, or food, lol.

Thanks for reading :)

~WAC