"Appa, why are you doing this?" Everyone was in a ruckus. My father hired stylists just to prepare for a visitor.

"You need to be presentable later." He was immersed in looking around and ordering the remaining maids where to put which.

"I know. But, really? A stylist? I can handle myself." I disappointingly said. He knows what I'm capable of.

"Just go to your room and get ready. Don't say anything stupid later, Saemi. You have to be—"

"Prim and proper. I know." That's what he always says whenever we have someone coming. I was left with no choice but to do as I was told.

"Please don't overstyle me." I chuckled at my own request to the stylists and they nodded in return. They carried on preparing me for those prestigious guests we will be having.

After they finished, a knock on the door caught me off guard.

"Miss Saemi, your father's waiting for you at the living room."

"Yeah, I'll be down in a bit." I replied and gave myself one last look in the mirror before going out. Appa must've called me so that we can welcome the guests together.

"We're going bankcrupt, Saemi-ya.." My eyebrows furrowed by the sudden topic my father opened. We were waiting in the living room, standing readily at the doorway.

"Why are you telling me this right now, Appa?" I looked at him for a second and faced front again.

"Just to give you a heads up. And I need you to cooperate with me." He sternly said. I badly wanted to ask what he's planning to do but I kept my mouth shut. I don't want to ruin the night.

A little later, the visitors came. We welcomed them with big smiles on our faces.

"Mr. and Mrs. Byun, it was nice to see you again after a long time now." Appa shook hands with the couple.

"Oh? Is this your daughter, Mr. Eun?" Mrs. Byun asked and smiled dearingly at me. I couldn't help but smile at her warm atmosphere going on around her.

"Yes, Mrs. Byun. This is Eun Saemi. My only daughter." It was very unusual of my father to introduce me in this kind of manner.

"You've grown to be a fine lady, my dear."

"Thank you, Mrs. Byun.."

"These are our children, Mr. Eun. Byun Baekha and Byun Baekhyun." Byun Baekhyun? EXO's Byun Baekhyun?

"It's nice to meet the two of you." I didn't know that an idol can still be involved in business meetings of their families?

"Why don't we head down for dinner first?" My father proposed.

"Of course, of course." Mr. Byun agreed and we all went to the dining area.

At first we were engulfed by complete silence. But Mrs. Byun broke the deafening silence and turned to ask my father.

"I heard that your daughter takes interesent in Music?"

"Oh. No, Mrs. Byun. She focuses her interest in business. She gets a lot from me." A baritone chuckle surpass from my father and gave me a quick glance. 

When did I ever take interest in business?

"That's brilliant. I'm sure you would be successful in the future, just like your father." Mr. Byun added and I almost rolled my eyes at his comment. What's with people and making too much sugar-coated comments just to pass the time of not actually saying anything?

And what does he mean by 'just like your father'? Mister, just so you know, we're going bankrupt because of my genius father!

"Isn't Baekhyun too busy to attend this gathering? He's an idol, right? He must've had tight schedules."

"I set aside my schedule for this, Mr. Eun." Baekhyun gave my father a smile. I wonder how much he knows about business? But seriously, he didn't have to smile so angelically.

"Uhm, excuse me? I'll just go to the washroom." Baekha spoke when we finished dinner.

"Sure, I'll lead you the way." I volunteered and stood up to guide her where the comfort room is. She looks younger than I am.

"What grade are you in?" While we were walking, I took the chance to ask.

"Eleventh grade." She smiled quickly after replying.

"Just turn left and you'll find the door there." She nodded and I walked back to the dining area. I was halfway there when I heard what they were talking about.

"I will let my daughter marry your son." What? We didn't talk about anything related to this.

"You'll go that extent just to pay for your debt?" Mr. Byun sounded ridiculed. I felt ridiculous as well. My father's giving me off to someone I don't even know just for his debt.

"And partnership." Oh, look at that. He added more!

Was I really that worthless?

Am I just an object where you can give me to anyone anytime you want?

"Alright. If that would settle everything."

"Eomma, why are you dragging me into this?" I heard Baekhyun spoke as a sudden thump on the table resounded.

"Sit down, young man!" Mrs. Byun scolded.

"So you're all doing this just for business? Well, that's bullsht."

"Watch your mouth, Byun Baekhyun. I don't like how those words are coming out of your mouth." Mr. Byun raised his voice and before I know it, Baekhyun was already walking out of the dining area. He was about to walk past me but he halted when he saw my figure.

He didn't say anything. He just looked at me without any expression written on his face. I didn't want to show any as well but my tears are betraying me.

"Oppa! Are we going home already?" Baekhee's voice boomed the hallway but before she could even reach to where we were, Baekhyun had already gone outside.

"Oh? What's wrong?" She noticed how my cheeks are damp. I didn't speak and walked in the dining area, looked straight to the visitors.

"Have a good night, Mr. and Mrs. Byun." I didn't dare to look at my father. I couldn't bring myself to do that. I've totally lost all my remaining respect for him because of what he just did.

Maybe he doesn't deserve being respected at all...

hi!

this is another story I made and hopefully i'd be able to finish it fast so that i can move on to another member. i was still thinking if i should use OT12 or just OT8. please comment whichever.

i have other stories on-going as well. i'll list them down here if u're interested ;)

married to the oh sehun

backstage | do kyungsoo 

fond | na jaemin

i discontinued psycho because i'm having a hard time in writing a plot totally different from what i normally write. 

how are you doing this quarantine? i hope you're all fine. prevent going out and just enjoy your free time inside the house, everyone. let's pray for each other and the people around the world.