Chapter 8: Is It You?

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Every step I took, I grew more and more nervous. Feeling the rate of my heartbeat increasing as I got closer and closer.





The closer I got, the more I could see how intimidating this man really was.





This man was a tower compared to me while his sculpted chest and strong arms were straining against his polished suit.





I could see the look in his eyes and damn those pair of brown eyes were beautiful and it felt familiar, they were eyes fit for the sense of happiness but his eyes had only caused my fear to grow.





It only showed pure displeasure but only to the point until he picked his head up to lock eyes with mine then that was when the eye's once dark look just completely disappeared.





His face was covered with a black mask so I could only tell his emotions through his beautiful brown eyes which was showed a sense of... shock?





We both stared at each other for a good 5 minutes, eyes not sharing the same emotion.





Mine showed confusion while his showed utter shock.





The eye contact was broken when I saw the way he lifted his hand up to rub his eyes, his brown eyes no longer to be seen.





I brought my gaze downwards and I saw his other hand holding his phone in place.





"Before you pack all of your things, would you also escort this woman standing in the lobby with you when you leave? You're both fired," addressed to the man next to me him who seemed completely upset and distressed. It seems like he was implying me too. Am I the woman he referred to?





I wasn't trying to be fired today so I quickly ran towards the hallway by the elevators at an attempt to escape him before he could take another glimpse of me and recognize me.





I looked back at the commanding figure shifting to each direction as he no longer saw me, now showing confusion through his eyes. I decided to walk away and go on with my life hoping that this man will never see me ever again despite my sudden unusual urge to do the opposite.





To my surprise, I saw the front desk through the other end of the hallway which would soon lead me to the other part of this huge lobby.

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"Oh look at Mr. CEO here throwing out all of the 500 complaint letters from the 500 employees he just had to fire," Jin hyung, my executive assistant said playfully as he just casually sat on the stacked papers I prepared to have shred and thrown away.





"What did I tell you about knocking?" I let out in an annoyed and exhausted tone.





"Yah! Don't talk to me like that you spoiled brat! I'm older than you, I do not accept this act of disrespectfulness in my presence. I could walk in here whenever I want to you bish, I don't care whether you're naked or taking a shit I DON'T CARE, I COULD WALK IN HERE WHENEVER I WANT TO,"





I let him lecture me for the whole ten minutes up to the point where his face is usually red from anger.





I simply had no energy to make any kind of remark anymore as it would only trigger him to lecture me for another decade so I just went ahead and changed the topic.





"What's that in your hand? Is that another partnership deal with that company from Busan? I need you to set a meeting with them so that I will not need to repeat myself that the partnership they're offering is completely impractical from my point of view!" I suddenly retorted towards Jin hyung. I've been trying to handle this stressful situation but all this lecturing is driving me to the edge.





"Actually, nope," he said while popping the 'p' "It's another complaint letter from that personal assistant you just fired," Jin hyung informed me as he tossed the paper in front of me.




"Hm, if only you didn't fire that personal assistant, he would've have been really useful with giving you a hand with all of these complaint letters and meetings" Jin hyung teased as he took a glimpse of my stressed out face before letting out his famous windshield-wiper laugh.





"Oh shut up hyung before I fire you too, just go and get me another new personal assistant by the end of the week," I demanded.





"I came prepared, I already got one coming in on wednesday." He casually said as he took out the file that was sticking out from the back pocket of his slacks.





"Wait, how did you get a new assistant that quick?" I was surprised as it was usually hard to get a new assistant for me because of well, the reputation I have for firing every assistant I get within a week.





"I always hire a backup assistant for the assistant and just hire a new one if the backup assistant became the new assistant," he explained to me as he gave me the file, "It's a whole cycle and I'm used to it at this point," he said as a matter-of-factly.





"She seems to have all the necessary qualifications and she was recommended by your mother,"





"Recommended by my mother?" I asked before opening the file.





"Not sure, but her name is Kim Suyoung, she recently moved here to Seoul with her son— oh, I believe that line is a typo, not her son but I believe that's her brother or something,"





...I guess I wasn't seeing things earlier, she really is back.

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I tried to keep my balance with my really sore foot as I've been touring all day around HQ, and now I was finally able to come home.





The pressure on my foot got worse as the elevator had taken a halt on the restricted floor, which shocked me. The metal doors opened revealing the strange, tall and familiar man from this morning at the lobby.





His face was still covered with that black mask so I wasn't able to see his face completely.





But he also saw mine on full display which was bad, what happens if he recognizes me? Please do not recognize me. Please have short term memory loss.





He casually entered and pressed on the parking lot level 1.






It was an awkward 30 seconds but as we got to the first floor which was my stop, I faced the tall figure and gave him a slight bow.





"Goodnight sir," I said as I finally lifted my head up and looked at his beautiful set of brown eyes once again.





"Goodnight ***Misu," He said as his eyebrow gave a little lift before the metal doors closed on us.





Leaving me there... shocked at hearing the old nickname I was given by... him...





is it you?





"...Jungkook?"

A/N: (Edited)

***this was unclear but Misu was a nickname Jungkook gave her when they were younger

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