Ysa woke up with a fear that she won't make it to her work at the right time. Luckily, the reality was quite different from her wild imagines.

"Finally, you're awake," Suga was sitting on her chair as he held some papers in his hands with a teasing smile on his lips. "Did you have a bad dream?"

"Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't this already a nightmare?"

"You think?" He asked. "Your luggage is prepared in front of my house, also there are Sejin's people waiting for you."

"So I'm late, right?"

"Just a little bit."

"Why didn't you wake me up sooner?! How long are you sitting here?! You pervert!"

"Relax. I was about to wake you up."

"What time is it?"

"It's around 8AM. Why?"

"I'm late. Wait, what are you holding? These are my papers!"

"These?" Yoongi pointed on them. Ysa knew that they belonged to her because of art skills.

"YOU CAN'T SEE IT!"

"Why not? I already saw them."

Asshole.

"That's mine," she tried to dig out from her sheets, so she could easily took them back. She was terribly embarrassed. This was only her property and Yoongi had no rights to go through her stuffs.

What a jerk.

"I let you read my lyrics, so-"

"So what? That was your own decision but I didn't give you my permission. Give it back!"

Suga stood up holding papers higher, she couldn't reach them even standings on tip toes.

Cruel.

"Easy, Ysa. You should be more into your look. We will leave soon." He said that in a strict tone like her parents.

What a weirdo.

We will leave soon. It hurt a lot because she didn't want to go away. As she said before, it was more safe here and there was only Yoongi and Holly. She got used to them really quickly.

I don't wanna go.

"What is it?"

Ysa's eyes have been watering since yesterday and were red and puffy because of her huge crying sessions. Yoongi probably noticed that.

He's not blind after all.

"It's onion from yesterday. It was hella juicy when I cut it."

"Are you sure it is just because of onion?"

"I don't have reason to lie."

Hm.

"Okay. Change your clothes and make something with your hair. We have to move to our workplace," he simply commanded, putting her papers back on a desk. "If you want to know my opinion, it's not bad. You have potential."

It was true. She liked to draw a lot and also art was something special for her. She went to many places around the whole world to learn how art can differ in each country. Maybe that was the true reason why she spent all of her money back there in Japan. She was enchanted by japanese culture and specifically artstyle...

~

When they arrived to Yoongi's good old studio, he was immediately mesmerized by his new computer set.

"Not bad," he commented but there were actual sparkles in his eyes.

"So, do you have paperwork that I need to take somewhere? Or should I go to your favourite restaurant and bring you bulgogi?"

"It's only 10AM. Do you wanna work just because then you won't see my ugly face anymore?"

Huh?

"Excuse me? I didn't say that."

"Sit down. You make me nervous. Let's have a talk."

"About what?"

"About your past. Tell me more about yourself, please."

Why? We're not close...

"Why?"

"Just-"

"Obey my commands. Ah, this phrase of yours..."

"Is there any problem? Why you can't tell me?"

"It's my private life, I'm sorry. There are many topics I don't want to discuss."

"Then speak with me about something that will cheer you up. Some heartwarming childhood memories, for example."

"My childhood..." Ysa hoped that he will change his mind but eventually it didn't happen.

"Yes. Your childhood."

"I used to sing with my dad when we were on a road. Especially, we listened hip-hop cuz he loved Ice Cube, 2Pac, Dr. Dre...those are lovely memories. I remember when he brought me around ten posters with his favourite artists instead of mines. I cried because I wanted posters of Britney Spears, but he was really strict about music taste. Now I understand it, but my younger self hated him for that."

"Your dad has to be a great man with such a good taste," Yoongi responded with a mischievous grin.

"He definitely is. On the other hand, he always been supporting me no matter how stubborn he was. He always believed in me, he was also my mentor; someone who has been leading me for years. Thanks to him I wanted to study arts. Unfortunately, I didn't get there. I was the first one under the line..."

"Hm, you had to be very angry."

"I was more disappointed than mad. I thought I wasn't good enough, so I burned all of my sketches and even my canvas. I never dared to try it again, so I ended up studying absolutely different major. And that's the reason why I'm here. As you can see this was the path I chose years ago."

"Don't you miss drawing?"

"You already know the answer," her stare connected with his sad glaze. "You found my sketches. I never gave up. I still wanna do it, but it's too complicated..."

"Is this your biggest dream?"

"One of them."

"So why are you not studying again?"

"It's not that easy. You're an idol, you can't understand it. I'm not rich, I can't afford it. I'm glad if I can live day by day relatively without any strong hunger. I don't have money for fun. Besides that, I'm too old for attending university. "

"You're never too old to try things which make you happy."

"Nice words, Suga but not everyone is as lucky as you."

"You think I am lucky?"

"I know there is also pain behind your story..."

"How could you know? I'm just pathetic idiot and silly kpop star."

I didn't mean to-

"In every story there is some pain. Happiness and pain are sticking together and where is one, there is always the other one. That's life."

"Well," his fingers interwined in a gesture of contemplation. "You should really try it. I like your art...I would buy your paintings without any hesitation."

"You don't need to be kind to me."

"I'm kind because I want to be kind."

"Alright...Is there anything I can do for you? Can I bring you coffee or get through your mailbox?"

Can you be the old Ysa again?

"Actually," he thought. "I have something to tell you."

"What is it?"

Please, don't fire me again.

"You said you will never give up on your hobby. Well, I think I will never give up on you."

"What? Why are you saying this? What's your intention?" Ysa suddenly felt anxious.

Don't ruin this, Yoongi. Please, don't.

"Are you still sure you're only my PA? After all of those days before?"

No, I'm not sure at all...But I need this job and I'm your employee. I can't be something more. Are you nuts? I just can't. I promised to myself that I won't find any friends here, because money is my priority number one. Nothing can't stop me now. Not even you, Yoongi. Even if it hurts like hell...

"I'll be back with your lunch in forty minutes, boss. I'll hurry up."

Ysa was so selfish. She really left Yoongi behind without giving him any type of reaction to his actual confession.

Did I lost her?

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