"Someone's following us!"
Bomi screamed like she was auditioning for a horror movie.
"Whatttttt?!"
Shio's grip on the wheel tightened. He already had an idea who it could be.
Bomi, losing her mind, started laughing.
"Damn, I thought we were following Sera and Ryu, but nope, we just fell into our own trap. Is this an action movie now? What are we in - Fast & Furious: Seoul race?
Shio ignored her like she wasn't even real, just some weird hallucination.
Bomi sighed. Yeah, she was used to this treatment. Yeah that's me probably getting ignored for the 100th time now. Whatever.
"Why the hell are you driving this fast? You taking us straight to hell or something?!"
"Can you just shut up for a damm second?" Shio finally dropped his nonchalant act.
He was driving like he's in a video game no brakes, no traffic rules, just raw damm survival.
Bomi turned to look back at the black car like a sneaky cat.
"Don't look back. Look at me."
Her stupid there it goes.
Heart betrayed her. Butterflies. In all of this mess? Really? Are you kidding me.
Well… she could stare at him for her whole damn life, her inner delulu voice screamed. Just like Sera. Delulu sisters against the world.
"Focus, Bomi. Focus."
Shio gave her a side-eye.
"What now?"
Bomi laughed awkwardly.
"Hehehe… nothing."
Then she asked, "But who the hell is following us?"
"It's a crazy fan. She's been following me for two weeks. I already warned her, but she didn't stop."
"What the hell!" Bomi shouted.
"Are you mad? Why aren't you calling the police right now?"
"I can't. My manager told me not to—no more scandals,articles, headlines."under my name."
You and you're stupid ass manager.
"You want me to handle this?"
Shio blinked at her, shocked. "And what exactly are you gonna do?"
Meanwhile
Ryu and Sera were having their own K‑drama moment.
The eye contact competition? Still going strong. Neither of them even blinking, like their souls were wrestling in slow motion.
"Are you seriously gonna keep staring?" Sera mumbled.
"Until you break," Ryu smirked.
They were still looking at each other like dessert after the main course.
Yeah… they were lost in their own damm world.
Without a damn warning, Ryu leaned in closer, more closer - his gaze locked on Sera like she was the only freaking thing in his world. His eyes moved to her lips, and hell, she could almost feel the heat of him. The whole tension between them. They were on flames.
Closer.
Then
Flash.
Click.
Some sneaky paparazzi just took their photo like they were shooting a K-drama poster.
Another click.
Ryu's jaw went tight tight. His hands grabbed the wheel like he was about to crush it.
"How dare he" His eyes filled me anger.
"Don't they have anything better to do?!" he shouted, all mad and hot at the same time.
Sera has no idea what he just saw. A GHOST? HER WILL TO LIVE?
Engine started again.
His cold ass stare? Cold enough to that will freeze the whole freaking Atlantic.
He spun the wheel sharp, like he was in an F1 race, tires screeching as he moved into the wrong lane, yeah, wrong freaking lane, just to lose those parparazzis.
We are risking are lives now.
The car turned fast and almost hit another car.
Sera screamed, "Am I going to die again?!"
She squeezed her eyes shut, preparing her soul for departure to the afterlife. This is it. Goodbye world. At least he almost kissed me. Hastag "luckiest fan to exist or maybe not anymore".
Then
Warmth.
A strong, possessive hand gripped her, pulling her into his side, shielding her like a damm armor and like belonged to him. If they crashed, he'd take the damn hit before she even got a scratch.
Is he superman or what?
Then
And that's it
Sera's brain left the chat.
In her head, they were already married.
Living in a penthouse.
Two kids, a golden retriever, matching coffee mugs.
She was even planning their couple Instagram post.
She screamed again only this time, it wasn't fear. Nope. Full-on delulu mode activated.
Sera already got a whole ass Happy ending in her mind.
But oops.
In all this madness, Sera forgot to act like Sera.
She let real Serena (The OG Character) out the version of her that didn't hold back.
Her voice cracked as she screamed like she was about to meet her tragic K-drama ending.
She turned to him, eyes big and shining not just scared, but dripping with delulu romance.
She turned to him, her eyes wide, shining with fear… and something hotter. Something dangerous.
"I freaking love you, Ryu!" she screamed, her voice was shaking.
Ryu froze for a second—then his brain just short-circuited.
The man slammed the brakes so hard the whole bounced forward with a heavy force like he just hit an invisible wall.
They both flew forward.
Sera's head was headed straight for the window But Ryu's hand shot out like some hero, catching her head.
BANG! His palm smacked the glass instead.
It hurt like hell, but he didn't even flinch He wasn't just holding her… he was wrapping around her like he'd rather die first before letting her get hurt. He was too busy staring at her like "Yeah, you're mine forever now."
He kept staring at her like she was the only thing keeping him alive.
Like the air in his lungs was her.
Like his heartbeat was hers to control.
Sera? Oh, she was gone. Brain? Not working as always.
She was already picturing their wedding.
Matching couple pajamas.
Her in his hoodie.
Him making her ramen at 2 a.m.
And maybe… just maybe… naming their first kid after a BTS song.
"Sera…" his voice was low, rough, trembling not from fear, but from the weight of what she'd just said.
She didn't even realize she was staring until he looked back, and damn… that look. It was too much and the way he was looking at her? Yeah… that was a man one step away from losing his mind in love.
Sera didn't even know if she wanted to cry, laugh, or slap herself into next week.
She was having a full-on boxing match with her inner demons.
"Please… just don't look at me like that!" she yelled at him, voice breaking like she was in the final scene of a historical romantic K-drama.
Ryu froze, confused, maybe even a little in pain.
But nope, this man still kept staring at her like she was the actual Goddess and he was ready to switch religions just to worship her full-time.
"Or I…" heavy breathing
"Or I…" she repeated, like the world was holding its breath with her and this is the one last chance.
Then snap she yanked him closer, their faces almost crashing together.
Her eyes locked on his, melting and dangerous.
Her hands grabbed his face like she owned his damm face, and looked at him like a painting or something, like she paid a subscription to use him
And then, And she tried to kiss him.
"Nooooooooo" Her inner voices screamed.
And then she pulled herself back as she don't wanna expose her identity.
She slapped her face so hard to come into senses.
She is Sera right now not serena.
You can't do this sera please don't blow up your cover just like that.
God I'm not your strongest soldier I want his so bad.
Nooooooooo.Control. Take a damm deep breath.
Breath in.
Breath out.
But Ryu
He didn't even react right away, just froze like his brain needed to reboot.
He was just sitting there like his soul had taken the helicopter to heaven and left his body behind.
She was hopeless and almost screwed… and she didn't care about anything anymore.
And He literally looked confused as hell and tried his best to understand the situation.
He kinda looked disappointed as he also wanted to kiss her so bad.
Then.
Sera was trying to look away as there was so much awkward tension in between them.
Don't look at him in his eyes. Ignore him. Thoughts and thoughts.
She literally looked like a character who have personality disorder and have to coexist with multiple of identities.
On the other side Bomi almost went on a war to save prince Shio.
"Stop the damn car!" Bomi shouted.
Shio slammed the brakes so hard they both bounced in their seats.
Before he could even ask why, Bomi looked around in the back, grabbed a hat and mask from the backseat like she was about to rob a freaking bank.
She pulled the mask on, shoved the hat low, and glared at him.
"Stay here for five minutes and Don't you dare to move." She gave him a command that he have to obey or else she'll gonna assassinate his three generations.
Shio was looking at her like a freaking hostage.
Shio blinked. "Bomi, what the hell are you doing"
"I said. Stay. In. The. Car."
He stared at her like a husband watching his wife walk into battle.
God, she's gonna start a war out there… and I can't even stop her.
He wanted to grab her arm, pull her back, lock the doors. But the fear of scandals, articles, and messy headlines was screaming in his head.
He screamed in anger. " I don't care anymore…"
Bomi yanked the door open and stormed out like a little gangster on a mission.
Straight to the stalker fan's car.
Shio slid down in his seat, hiding.
I'm not here. I don't know her. Nope. Never met her in my life.Wrong number.
Then—BANG!
Her sneaker smashed right into the stalker's headlight.
The glass cracked with a loud ass dramatic noice.
"Get out!" Bomi shouted, pointing at the windshield. "Right now! Or I swear, I'll break the other one too!"
Shio peeked over the steering wheel.
There she was with mask on, hat, one hand on her hip, standing like she's gonna fight the stalker like a Olympic boxing champion.
The driver didn't move.
Big mistake.
Bomi raised her boot again.
"Don't test me. One more kick and you're walking home in the dark, sweetie."
Shio covered his face.
"Is she's mafia Or what"
Then that stalker opened her car door with a creepy- ass smile on her face and screamed like she had just escaped from a mental asylum.
"Bitchhhhhhh"
To be continued....