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(Mark's POV)

When I first saw her, she was running around the set during the Never Ever MV shoot. I was impressed by how she held two cupholders with our 8 drinks and managed to dodge everything coming her way, from the rack stacked with clothes running towards her, to the broken glass that was shattered all over the floor and she even managed to walk on the slippery wet floor so swiftly as if she was floating on air. No one seemed to notice her. She kept pacing back and forth getting whatever she was asked to get without bumping into anything or anyone. Not to mention that she is a beauty queen.
Even without the makeup. Without the fancy outfits, she was just herself and she was breathtaking.

It was later that year when we went LA for KCON when I noticed her placing Jinyoung's script for his upcoming drama on the vanity because somehow she noticed his habit of forgetting or losing those sheets of paper.

And a few months back when we were on tour in Northern America I saw her tuck Jackson in like a baby because he barely slept, and when he did, it was either backstage or even on a park bench when we're filming tourlogs. She was always ready with a mini blanket that she kept in her own backpack. I guess she felt sorry for him and wanted those power-naps to be as comfy as they can be.

She also knew that as much as I loved music and Got7, I had to have my own time gaming, so she used to carry around a backup headset in case I forgot or broke mine. But even lately, I kept on leaving my headset at home because I knew she'd take care of me. She knew me very well.

She knew us all very well.

No one cared about those little details like she did. So how can someone NOT fall for her? She was beautiful, not the makeup-enhanced kind of beautiful but the no-make-up, just-woke-up kind of beautiful. She was smart, witty, she even had amazing fashion sense and always knew what brands and what styles we prefer and would always push her seniors to go with what she knew we were comfortable with.

"If you let them wear what they're comfortable with; it'll be easier for us, for them and for the photographer. Plus, Bambam descends from a fashion-icon family, do you really think he'd settle for what we want? He'll make our lives living hell!! Think about it. But I won't do take this gig if you guys push them to a concept they cannot relate to nor accept in the first place" I heard her basically yelling at her seniors in the staff room before storming off. I chuckled, impressed by how well she knew us and our preferences and how she wasn't even afraid to speak her mind.

She barely spoke, but when she did; damn.. I wouldn't wanna be her opponent.


The week before she was assigned as our main stylist, we all sat together at my place chilling watching a movie when suddenly Jaebeom said "What do you guys think of Kim Leenah-ssi? You know the assistant stylist that usually tags along?" The boys pretended not to know her shrugging, acting as if they didn't have feelings for her. I chuckled and everyone stared at me.

"Come on guys, who here did not fall for her because I guarantee you, we've all been impressed and touched by how well she knows us more than we know ourselves and how much she takes care of us." I said and soon the room was filled with awkward silence before nervous awkward laughs were heard.

"So, you're telling me that the 7 of us have fallen for the same girl? A girl who probably doesn't have the slightest interest in any of us?" Jinyoung said with a slight disbelief in his tone eyeing all of us. I nodded.

"Not unless I misread you guys which almost never happens" I shrugged my shoulders.

"You didn't hyung" Jackson chuckled while patting my back.

"Anyway, why did you ask if we knew her hyung?" Yugyeom said to Jaebeom.


"Because PD-nim asked if we'd be okay if she became our official personal manager. In order for that to happen, she has to stick with us as our main stylist for a whole year." Jaebeom explained and paused a bit before continuing. "But there's a catch, we have to give her a hard time for at least 6 months and monitor her actions for him to decide if she was really suitable for the job or not. We cannot acknowledge her existence, drive her crazy and test her temper." We were all taken aback at what Jaebeom just said.

"But how can a stylist be a manager?" I questioned because it clearly did not make sense. The boys nodded in agreement as we waited for Jaebeom to give us a reasonable answer.

"I asked him the same thing. Apparently, he scouted her as a manager but 'she wasn't ready' whatever that means, PD-nim never makes sense when making decisions. I just know that we should compress our feelings and try to drive her crazy." Jaebeom said and we all turned our heads towards Bambam.

"What? Really? I cannot be mean to her, come one!" Bambam whined.

"But that's literally all you do to the stylists. You rarely like anything they pick out for you" Jinyoung said.

"But she's different. Like Mark hyung said, she knows us" Bambam tried to get out of it.

"Nice try Bam, you're gonna be the one hard to please, accept it already" Youngjae said patting his back.


Once she started to work with us, we made her life a living hell. Well, not entirely but not acknowledging her existence is annoying enough, or so I thought. She didn't seem to mind it really. In fact, it seemed like she was avoiding us.

Bambam was always criticizing her choices for our outfits, I was always walking past her as if she didn't exist, sometimes even bumping into her and ignoring her apology.
Why was she apologizing when I was the one who bumped into her?
Jaebeom would always be late, Yugyeom would intentionally spill something on his outfit last minute and the list goes on. But she hadn't budged. She is truly amazing, and obviously; we don't deserve her. We were all annoyed that we had to put such a front for her, she deserved to be treated like a queen, cherished, loved, protected and cared for.

I remember the day one of those crazy aggressive paparazzi that pulled her away from us to get a better shot and she ended up wearing a wrist support for the whole week. Her wrist turned blue by the time we got back to the company, I couldn't stand there and do nothing. I talked to her supervisor and told her to take Lee to the hospital. Then I found myself an icepack and gave it to her signaling to place it on the bruise she wanted to hide under her long sleeves. We talked to PDnim about it and told him that she didn't let that affect her job but in return we need to make sure that she was safe and not abused by the paparazzi tailing us. That was why you'd find at least one us hanging around the staff in crowded places.
We cared for her as much as she cared for us.

When she walked into our suite at the hotel, looking so beautiful, so breathtaking, we couldn't stop ourselves from staring at her, breathing in her beauty. The way she talked so professionally while wearing that dress that complemented every inch of her body did nothing but make me fall for her even more. I just wish she'd feel the same way I do.

None of us could suppress his feelings anymore. Tonight, we get to appreciate her. I get to hold he hand.





(3rd person POV)

Mark was never a talkative kind of person. He couldn't fight the urge to hold onto Lee's hand, something about the way she held onto his tightly was comforting and reassuring. None of them dared to say a word. Partially because a speech was being pronounced at the moment but because they both knew what their actions meant, they knew that however words may conform, they will never deliver the true meaning of this moment.

JYP said a silly dad joke in his speech which caused the whole room to break into laughter, it was at that moment that Mark knew that no one would understand him as much as Lee did. They both locked eyes during the moment of laughter as if to catch a glimpse of the laughter and joy in each other's faces. They kept their gazes fixed at one another and it felt like time has stopped. They spoke through their eyes. Both felt sudden warmth in their hearts, was it love? Or was it just a temporary heart-fluttering moment?

They broke the eye contact when the room started to clap as the speech ended.

Little did they know what their boss had planned for them





(Leenah's POV)

I woke up the next morning, feeling so lazy. But I had so many things to do, Oddly I was asked a month to start organizing a party for the boys' comeback, that is tomorrow. I had to book venues, speak to venders and everything. Even though it isn't really my job. It's gonna be a long day, starting with an urgent meeting with PDnim and Got7 and their manager. I don't know why but I'm not having a good feeling about this, if there's an unplanned event that the boys have to go to, it's usually just us without the PDnim so him emailing me personally not through his assistant is really freaking me out.

I showered and got dressed. Since I knew I had a long day ahead of me I wanted a comfy outfit yet formal enough to meet the CEO of the company. I chose a a black body-con dress and a black leather jacket with white sneakers. GOD knows how much I hated to be in heels on a busy day.

I walked in the building and swiped my access card. As I was heading off when I bumped into a hard chest. "Oh sorry.." I apologized and looked up. "Youngjae, hi there" I said as a genuine smile spread on both our faces.

His fans didn't call him 'sunshine for nothing.
His smile truly brightens up our day. "Hey Lee, sleep well?" He asked giving me a concern look. I shrugged "What is sleep?" chuckling. "Let's go, I don't wanna be late for the meeting" I said as I was walking towards the elevator. "Oh, go ahead, I'll be up in a few minutes" He said to me and I just nodded in response.

My hands were shaking when I placed them on the doorknob of the meeting room. I finally mustered up the courage and knocked on the door and walked in when I heard a "Come-in" from the inside. I walked in to see 5 confused faces, all of Got7 were here minus Youngjae of course and Jackson. I took a place next to their manager and we waited a few minutes before the two boys walked in with coffee in their hands.

"Iced-latte extra shot and soy milk and chocolate bubbles for you ma'am" Jackson said with a slight smirk. How did he know my drink? Even my assistants can't remember it, yet.

I tilted my head in a bow as a 'thank you' and looked at PDnim starting.

"Ms. Kim, let me get straight to the point. I hope you remember that when we first scouted you, we wanted you to be a manager but you had difficulties in some areas that now seem like they're not troubling you anymore" I had no idea what he meant but I just nodded at the memory of them telling me that they originally wanted me to manage a group but I'd assist stylists instead for the time being.

"Well, seeing how well you get along with the boys and the excellent job you did organizing the comeback party; I want to offer you a job of managing Got7." He said so casually as if this happens on a daily basis. I turned my head towards the current manager Mr. Hwan. "Sunbaenim, what about you?" I asked him worried as to why would I take this job if he's already doing an amazing one. "Don't worry, I'll be around to guide you for only this week then I'll be assigned to a new upcoming group". I looked over to the boys, some had straight faces and some had trouble containing their smiles. I turned my gaze to PDnim "Okay, but how will this work?" I asked.

"You'll be starting today. You'll be guided through the process as mentioned before." I nodded hesitantly. But I shook off the feeling. I had to show him that he's not making the wrong decision.

"Oh and also, you'll all be moved into a villa today before the album launching party next week. Yes, you'll be living together. I hope you don't mind that Ms. Kim but your job from now on requires you to be by their side at all times." I almost choked at the coffee I was sipping.

"E-excuse me? I'll live with the b-bo-ys?" My voice broke mid sentence.

"We're moving out?" Jaebeom asked.

"Yes and yes. Does any of you have a problem with that?" PDnim said surprised by our reaction.

"A-ani, I was just making sure I heard you right" I gave out a slight awkward giggle and stood up as PDnim bowed and walked out of the room. "So, what now?" I looked at the manager. And he walked me to my new office handing me papers and plans and basically guided me through the whole process. "Don't worry, Lee. I'll always be here if you need anything" He said assuring me while patting my back. He's always been so nice to me. I've always seen him as a father figure. So caring yet strict.


(Fast forwards to a week)
I was running all around the company trying to get everything done for the party. The theme that the boys wanted was elegant but fun. Very helpful.

I sent out the RSVPs a couple of weeks ago with the an all-black dress code. So that the only ones who could wear white or colorful clothes would be the boys alone. I decided to go with balloons instead of the regular flower arrangements.
As per request I ordered a chocolate fountain which is really cheesy but hey, the babies get what the babies want. It was an outdoor event by Han river. So, I had to make this work. It had to be magical.

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