A FRIENDLY REMINDER: I'm not a native speaker nor good in english. I'm writing stories to test my (poor) skills and practise for my upcoming exams and essays. There's a big probability of mistakes, so if you're perfectionist don't read and go find something better than this crap ^^

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What was she thinking? Of course she won't find a job which would make her really happy. She was always a true creative person but on the other hand, not successful at all. And now...It just looked like she will end up like an average Personal Asistant.

"Shit," she hissed. Ysa was walking through the whole Big Hit building. Actually, she had lived in Japan a year ago. She loved that place, but she had to leave. Ysa didn't have enough money for staying there any longer. She quickly became a poor rat. So poor, that she wasn't able to buy a flight ticket to home.
That's simply the story of how Ysa appeared in South Korea, specifically in Seoul.

"I have a strong feeling that this day will be remarkably beautiful."

"Did you say something, Ms. So?"

"No, not at all."

The one of the managers of the famous group called BTS was a little bit worried about this future PA. She passed through all of the interviews and she was quite good in Korean too.

Ysa knew a bit about this boy band. Who didn't? However, she wasn't interested in their music at all. And she also thought that every idol was kinda cringy and mean. Want a shame she ended up as a wretched assistant, but this work was her only chance.

"So, Mr. Sejin. Who's the person I'm gonna take care of?"

"You're too eager, I see. Right, Ms. So?"

"Who wouldn't be?"

"Are you nervous?"

"I might be but I'm won't tell you."

"Why not?"

"Because that's one of the secrets I'll never tell. If I do, I would be damn nervous."

"So, does that mean you're nervous?"

"Who told you?"

"I think my brain did."

"Then your brain is really sly, Mr. Sejin..."

"I guess," he smiled, pushing the door at the actual end of the corridor.

"Now it's time to reveal for which idol you'll work. Are you ready?"

"Yeah, sure. Let's do it."

Right behind them there was a huge room full of various technical devices. She couldn't identify almost any of them.

Wow, this place looks cool...

And also, there was someone. Someone, who's face looked like an old sour pickle.

"Why are you disturbing me, Sejin? Can't you see I'm working now?"

Ysa didn't believe him at all. He was probably just sipping his black coffee and listening some relax music.

"Then stop working for a few minutes. Let me introduce you, Ms. So. She's going to help you with all of paper stuffs. Oh and by the way, she's your new PA, Suga."

Suga? So that's the name of a man for who I'm working for? Didn't he say Sugar instead?

"Hold on," he took another sip from his orange mug. "You chose her without my permission? I thought I can choose my next PA by myself, Sejin!"

"You had a lot of work lately, so me and other managers picked her instead. Don't worry, I bet you will like Ms. So. She seems to share a few similarities with you."

"Oh, really?"

His eyes went suddenly darker. It was definitely just a light illusion. What else?

Ysa was standing in his studio without any emotions. This was just another job for her. Yeah, of course it would be nice if she has a good relationship with that Suga guy, but she didn't think it will happen soon. She hates idols, she just needs a money to buy a flight ticket. Nothing more, nothing less.

It's gonna be easy.

"You can start to work, Ms. So. If you need any help or if you have questions, you'll find me on the fourth floor, okay? I gotta go now. I hope both of you will have a good relationship."

Sejin was sometimes more hyped than rest of the people in this building. His sentences were nice, but can this actually works?

"What's your name again?"

Suga asked rudely, showing Yas his back because he was already fastly typing on the keybord.

"You can call me Ms. So..."

"Ms. So? No, I don't like it. What's your first name?"

"Ysa."

"Fine. I like it more than Ms. So."

"Good."

"Grab this trash can and go clean it, alright?"

"The trash can?"

"Sure."

Was she paid for that?

"After cleaning, go to the town. I have my favorite place to eat. Bring me a bowl of bibimbap. Then, you're gonna take these papers to Namjoon. And I almost forgot! After all of this, just bring me another cup of coffee from the nearest coffee shop. At seven, make a reservation for me in a restaurant...It's in the Dasan-Dong, I guess. I don't know the name, but you will figure it out by yourself. I think it's the most expensive one."

"Uhm, okay. I'll try."

„No, you're going to do it, because if not..."

Is he blackmailing me?

"You're gonna be fired."

"I understand. Mr. Suga?"

"Just Suga. Anyway, how's possible you don't know me?"

"Well, I-"

„You don't know BTS?"

"I know them but not so well."

"Oh, lord! You must be kidding me! Sejin send me a foreign woman without knowing anything about this important job."

"Hey, I know a lot about this job..."

"Do you? Because you looked so surprised, when I told you about all of those stuffs you have to do for me."

"Maybe I was surprised by something absolutely different..."

"Tell me."

You can't Ysa. Don't do it...

"...It's nothing."

"Are you scared? Just tell me the truth. I hate people like you."

"I think we both hate some kind of people, but the trick is to learn how to cooperate with them. I'm so sorry, Mr. Suga but now I have to prepare everything you wanted from me."

And Yoongi was after this first meeting with Ysa just...smiling? It's a fact he didn't like her at all, but there was something really interesting about her. And it surely wasn't just because of her outstanding silver hair.