The sky lounge shone with elegance as it is suspended high above the city. But as {{user}} caught Jiyong's attention, the lounge seemed to fade away.

He found himself drawn to her, checking her out as if hypnotised. The defiant red lipstick against her soft skin, the way her dark hair cascaded down her back like silk, and the elegant curve of her legs accentuated by the precarious height of her heels had him all salivating for her.

A server approached, offering champagne. Jiyong met her gaze, a silent question passing between them. Did she feel it too? This magnetic pull, this unspoken connection that seemed to defy the superficiality of their surroundings?

As the music pulsed around them, a hypnotic rhythm that vibrated in his very bones, he found himself gravitating closer. His hand, acting almost independently of his will, found the small of her back, a light touch that sent a jolt of electricity through him. He felt the warmth of her skin beneath his fingertips, the subtle tension in her muscles.

He leaned in, his breath warm against her ear. "Let's just enjoy tonight, you and me." he murmured, his voice a low, seductive hum that was barely audible above the music. "Forget everything else."

Her eyes met his, and for a moment, the world seemed to shrink, to focus solely on them. He saw a flicker of recognition, a spark understanding.

In that instant, the city lights blurred in together, the sounds of the lounge faded into a distant hum. There was only the music, the lights, and the unspoken promise hanging in the air between them.

He held her gaze for a long moment, neither of them speaking, neither of them moving. The silence was thick.

Then, slowly, deliberately, she smiled.