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She turned slowly, almost hesitatingly, as if her body needed a moment to gather the courage to face whoever had spoken.

Her fingers were still lightly resting on the doorknob when she turned around.

The moment her eyes lifted—

They met his sharp gaze.

Her breath hitched.

Taehyung stood only a few steps away from her, his tall frame blocking a portion of the light that filtered through the hallway window behind him. For a moment, Y/N completely forgot how to breathe. Her heart skipped in her chest, beating loudly enough that she was certain he could hear it.

She hadn't expected him to appear so suddenly.

But that wasn't the only thing that startled her.

It was his voice which was deep and calm.

The kind of voice that seemed to carry quiet authority without needing to raise itself.

The sound of it had sent an involuntary shiver down her spine, tiny goosebumps rising across her arms before she even realized it. It wasn't anger that had frightened her — she knew she hadn't done anything truly wrong.

Yet something about the way he had spoken made her body react instinctively.

Her throat felt oddly dry.

For a second she simply stared at him, her wide eyes reflecting the brief panic she was trying to hide.

Realizing she had been caught standing outside a half-open door like some suspicious intruder, she quickly cleared her throat.

The cough was a poor attempt to regain composure.

But before she could even step aside from the door—

Taehyung moved instead of walking past her or stepping back to create distance, he closed the space between them.

And then he bent slightly.

Lowering himself just enough to match her height.

Y/N's eyes widened immediately.

Her lips parted in shock.

She hadn't expected him to come closer. Not this close.

The sudden shift erased the small distance that had existed between them moments earlier. Now he stood right in front of her, his presence overwhelming the narrow hallway. She could feel the warmth of his body even without touching him.

Her back was almost brushing against the door.

Taehyung leaned forward just enough that his face hovered inches from hers.

Close enough that she could clearly see the sharp lines of his features.

The natural arch of his brows and The faint shadow along his jaw.

And those dark eyes that seemed to examine her far more closely than she was comfortable with.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

Y/N forgot how to move.

Her heart thumped harder against her ribs.

The air between them suddenly felt too warm, too heavy. When he exhaled, his breath brushed lightly across her face, sending another unexpected wave of nervousness through her.

She could smell a faint hint of something clean and subtle — probably the soap or cologne he had used earlier.

It was strange how something so small made her even more aware of his closeness.

Her fingers tightened slightly around the doorknob behind her, almost as if she needed something to hold onto to keep herself steady.

Her mind scrambled to think of something to say. Anything.

But before she could gather her thoughts—

Taehyung spoke.

"Peeking inside someone's room is not so good, miss."

His voice was quieter now, but the deep tone of it lingered in the small space between them. There was no anger in his words — only a hint of teasing, though it was difficult to tell how serious he actually was.

The comment made heat rush instantly to Y/N's cheeks.

Before she could respond, he straightened up again, stepping back as if the moment had never happened.

The sudden distance made her blink.

She hadn't even realized she had been holding her breath until that second.

A quiet sigh of relief slipped past her lips before she could stop it.

The hallway suddenly felt normal again. Less suffocating.

(She relaxed for a moment)

She cleared her throat once more, this time more naturally.

"I wasn't peeking," she said quickly, trying to sound calm even though her voice carried a faint trace of embarrassment.

"Your mom was calling you for breakfast, so she sent me."

She gestured slightly toward the door beside her before continuing.

"And I didn't know which room was yours. I just heard something fall inside, so I thought maybe you were here."

She explained in a breath, as if she needed to defend herself before he could accuse her again.

Her words slowed toward the end, and she muttered the last part almost under her breath.

Taehyung watched her quietly while she spoke.

Then one of his eyebrows lifted slightly.

"It might be the window left open. But Still," he said calmly, "you could have asked her which one was my room."

Y/N opened her mouth to respond.

Because honestly.. He was right.

But before she could say anything—

He had already turned.

Taehyung simply walked past her and continued down the hallway without waiting for her reply, his long strides carrying him away as if the conversation had already ended.

Y/N remained standing there for a second.

Her brain took a moment to process what had just happened.

Then realization hit her all at once. Her face flushed instantly.

"Oh my god," she muttered under her breath.

She lifted one hand and pressed it lightly against her forehead in pure embarrassment.

Why had she frozen like that?

Why had she just stood there staring at him like an idiot??

And worst of all --

Why had he gotten so close!?!?

The memory replayed immediately in her mind.

His face only inches away.

The way he had leaned down to match her height.

His breath brushing her cheek.

Her stomach twisted in secondhand embarrassment.

"Great," she whispered to herself sarcastically.

"First impression ruined."

She pushed the door closed again behind her before turning away from it.

For a moment she considered just hiding in the hallway until the awkward feeling passed.

But breakfast was waiting downstairs.

And now Taehyung was already heading there.

Which meant she would have to face him again in front of everyone.

Her shoulders slumped slightly.

"Perfect," she mumbled under her breath.

Shaking her head at herself, she finally began walking back toward the staircase.

Still silently cursing her own embarrassment with every step.
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