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Chapter 4 - Chapter 4 – Fall Hard, Hold On

The morning market in Busan was alive.

Vendors shouting. Fish flopping. Tourists everywhere. Cameras rolling.

Noa tried to focus.

They were here to shoot a short segment on "authentic local flavors," which basically meant filming while trying not to die in a sea of ajummas with rolling carts.

"Try this one," Ren said, holding up a mysterious skewered blob.

She frowned. "What even is that?"

"No idea. That's what makes it exciting."

"No, that's what makes it a potential hospital visit."

He took a bite anyway.

Then immediately regretted it.

"Too spicy?"

"No," he choked, eyes watering. "Too *weirdly alive.*"

They kept filming, laughing between takes, Ren narrating like a bad travel vlogger while Noa judged everything.

It was chaotic. Crowded. Loud.

Then she tripped.

A rolling cart zipped too close.

Her foot twisted.

And gravity took over.

She gasped, arms flailing—

—only to crash into something warm and solid.

Ren.

He caught her—barely—but enough.

One hand on her waist, the other steadying her elbow.

They stood there. Frozen.

Faces too close.

Breaths tangled.

"Wow," he whispered, "you really fell for me."

Noa stared at him.

"Say that again," she said.

"Why?"

"So I have a legal reason to punch you on camera."

What they didn't realize was that the crew had kept the camera rolling.

And the footage—fall, catch, banter, eye contact—looked... well, *very* not platonic.

That night, the producer uploaded a behind-the-scenes clip to the company account with the caption:

**"Our interns are filming... and falling." ❤️📹**

Within hours, the comments section exploded.

> "K-Drama energy???"

> "Are they dating??"

> "This isn't scripted???"

> "I WANT WHAT THEY HAVE."

Noa saw it the next morning and screamed into her pillow.

Ren, naturally, loved every second.

"We're famous!" he cheered, scrolling the comments.

"We're dead," she muttered.

He grinned. "If we die, we die together."

She threw a hairbrush at him.

He ducked.

But neither of them said the most important thing:

That the fall was real.

And so was the feeling they hadn't named yet.

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