Jimin Gen POV

Ah, another day, he collapsed in his sofa rubbing his head. Not caring about his suit. Armani won't mind either.

After getting the office job he thought it would be peaceful. He was wrong. The people are still there, the hungry cameras are there,the controversies are there. He has got them all chasing him.

The highest chairs are truly the most dangerous.

Tomorrow is saturday, no offices. Only propsmen, visual teams and writers will buzz in and out of their building tomorrow. Actors and Actresses are probably memorising the script of their upcoming movie production.

He closed his eyes
"Jimin you should eat" He spoke to himself. He is too sleepy but his stomach was stabbing him. The night was quiet, he lives in this luxurious condo alone. He is hungry, he is sleepy.

"Jimin-ah you should eat, come let's eat!" Jin shook his shoulders, Jimin sat quickly whipped his head, his neck cracked making him winced. Before he could even recover his own mouth spoke "Jin-hyung?!"

Silence.

He rubbed his face and stared at his Tag Huer , 9:30 pm.

He stood and walked towards the kitchen. He opened his refrigerator to look at left lovers. He choose teot bokki.

"Kimchi is good with everything!" Jimin spoke. He then grabbed a jar of kimchi. "Almost out, should I get more?" He look up expectantly.

"Yeah you're right I should get more" Jimin nodded. "Jin what did you do to me?" He started eating the teot bokki after it came out the oven, he poured all of the kimchi in his plate as well.

He is tired, that must be it! He just needed a shut eye because he is stressed. He left the plates in the sink and started to undress himself. Should he take a shower? But he is just going to sleep.

"The bed is clean, Jimin go take a shower" And so Jimin prepared his shower. He went to his room, naked, then grabbing his towel from the cabinet and wrapping it around his hips to proceed with his shower. As he turned towards the door something shiny caught his eye. A shiny silver box by the end of his bed.

"What is that?" he walked on to his bed finally remembering how he pulled the box from the back of his closet. "Oh!" he recognized it now. He pulled out a picture, turned it around and saw seven young men beaming.

"Oh" he sat on the bed looking at the picture, opening the box more and completely forgetting his hot bath.