Unexpected Encounters: Bang Chan x OC

Chan's POV ------------------------------

My eyes followed Zena's graceful exit from the dressing room, a stern security guard accompanying her to ensure her safety. A sense of protectiveness bloomed within me, as if it was my duty to make sure she reached her vehicle unharmed. As she walked away, I turned to Veronica, our manager, and handed her our belongings to load into the sleek, black SUV waiting for us.

The rest of the band members gathered around me, and we made our way to the luxurious vehicle. The leather seats engulfed us in comfort as the car glided smoothly through the bustling city streets. The soft glow of the dim lights created a warm ambiance, but my mind was too occupied with the enchanting moments of the night to fully appreciate it. Memories of the electrifying performance and the crowd's adoration filled my thoughts.

My mind swirled with thoughts of Zena, her infectious laughter ringing in my ears and the way her eyes sparkled like diamonds when she smiled. I couldn't forget the way her hair bounced as she danced at the concert, lost in the music and pure joy.

As the SUV approached a stoplight, I couldn't shake my thoughts of Zena. Suddenly, Minho's voice pierced through my thoughts. "Isn't that Zena?" he exclaimed; his confusion evident. Everyone turned to look out the window, and there she was - a vision in white. Her sleek Kia FORTE pulled up next to us at the stoplight, pulsating with the bass of the loud music she had blaring. Zena's head thrashed back and forth to the rhythm, her passion for music evident in every movement. She sang along to the lyrics at the top of her lungs, completely lost in the moment.

The members burst into uproarious laughter at Zena's playful antics, her contagious energy spreading through the car. I couldn't help but chuckle and smile to myself, admiring her carefree attitude. The traffic light turned green, and both vehicles continued on their way, with Zena still lost in her own world of music.

Shortly after, we arrived at the restaurant and pulled up next to Zena's car. She was in the midst of pulling on a navy blue crewneck sweatshirt as her car door hung open. As she peeked her head through the hole of the sweatshirt, she flashed us a dazzling smile before walking over to join us. "Ready?" she asked eagerly. My heart seemed to flutter at the sight of such a beautiful smile.

She continued to radiate joy and laughter as the other members playfully teased her about putting on a rock concert in her car on the way here. She simply shrugged her shoulders and laughed without a care in the world, reminding me once again of her carefree spirit.

As we stepped into the restaurant, a warm and inviting atmosphere enveloped us. The lady at the front greeted us with genuine enthusiasm, but when her eyes landed on Zena, her smile grew even wider. "Zena! How have you been? It's been too long since I've seen you and the family." Her voice was filled with warmth and familiarity. Zena returned the smile with equal brightness, replying, "I'm doing well! Things have been hectic lately, but I made sure to stop by today." She then inquired about the well-being of the lady's children, showing genuine interest in their lives. They chatted for a bit before Zena jokingly reminded her to let Mike, the manager, know not to overwork her or she'll have to have a serious talk with him. Both women shared a laugh before Zena mentioned our large group.

As we made our way towards our table, it was clear that Zena was familiar with the staff. She greeted each one we passed by name and they all responded warmly in return. The lady led us to our table and handed out menus before leaving us to peruse them. Zena took the seat in the center, surrounded by Felix and Han on either side. I sat across from her and the rest of our group settled around the table accordingly. Our two security guards and Veronica also found their places, completing our party.

Jeongin, still thinking about the earlier interactions between Zena and the staff, spoke up with curiosity evident in his voice, "Is the real reason you wanted to come here because you know everyone?" Zena shook her head calmly, her eyes scanning the menu in front of her as she replied, "No, I happen to know a lot of people at Mi Terra as well. But this place just has better food, and it's a low-key spot where you won't be recognized. Plus, they stay open until 2 A.M. so we don't have to rush."