"You're a lucky one, Ms. So. It isn't broken at all," the doctor said surprisingly.

"It's not broken?"

"It's just sensitive because of the pressure before. But it will get better soon, trust me. The nurse will give you a prescription. After one week, come here so I can check your condition again."

"Sure, doctor. Thank you."

As he said, Ysa was really a lucky one. Without help of Hoseok or Yoongi, she would be abused. Just a thinking about it was super nasty. She should thank them and give them something like a bottle of wine or just pay for their dinner...

How pathetic. I don't even have money for rewarding them...So stop making stupid unrealistic plans.

"Are you okay, Ms. So? What have doctor told you?" Hoseok was already asking her.

"My ribs are not broken. I've got prescription."

"Oh, yeah? Let me see," he quickly took a piece of paper, so he could scan it more precisely. "I'll bring those drugs in a minute. Stay here."

"No, Mr. Hoseok-"

"Let him go," Suga murmured. "He just wants to help you."

"Uhm."

"Besides that, there is someone who would like to talk with you."

"Is it?"

"Yeah."

It had to be true because one man was rushing to them.

It was Sejin who called her but she didn't accept it.

"What the hell just happened?!"

"Don't look at me like that!" Yoongi defended himself with a pouty lips.

"Why is blood all over your face and what happened to you, Ms. So? You didn't pick it up."

"I apologize, Mr. Sejin, but at that time I was already fired by-"

"You are not fired until I say you are."

"Oh, o-okay."

Her head lowered again.

"I'm deeply sorry for Suga's previous behavior. He was mad because of his lost lyrics, but he can't really fire you. It was probably just a big misunderstanding. Am I right?"

"Well," her glaze went slowly to Yoongi. "It was only my fault, Mr. Sejin. But I didn't mean it on purpose! I was just doing my job and it...happened. I should have been more careuful."

Suga was staring at her too. He was obviously shocked by her words. He thought that Ysa will be annoyingly begging for her job. But she didn't. Why?

"Thanks for your honesty, Ms. So. What about your point of view? Is it still the same?"

"Maybe I shouldn't have been so concentrated on my work. I knew Ysa will come with a coffee, but I absolutely forgot about it."

It was more mumbling than actual talking, but she heard every word clearly.

What's wrong with him?

"So, you're admitting it was also your fault?"

"Does it matter?"

"It does."

"Ah, yeah, okay... damn it. You can stay if you want, Ysa..."

"R-really?"

"Great!" Sejin smiled, tipping a message on his mobile phone. "I have to go now, because I have some other responsibilities to do, but you should take a little break, Suga. Take a few free days so you can fully focus on your music and new lyrics."

"A break?"

"Yes. Ms. So will be your PA after all, so she'll be near by you. Don't worry."

"Wait a second," Ysa finally spoke. "I live somewhere else. Mr. Suga's house is pretty far from my apartment. I can't walk all day throught the entire Soul."

"You should be polite," Yoongi frowned. "And quiet."

"I think I can fix that right here and right now," Sejin peacefully interrupted both of them. "You can live near Suga's place. There are many hotels. It's just for a few days."

"No, it will be so annoying to always open the door for her..."

What a lazy little-

"Alright, as you wish. If you don't like it...Ms. So will live under your roof. You're welcome."

"WHAT?! NO WAY!" Suga yelled with a full range of his voice. "You can't do that!"

"I can and you will obey."

"But, Mr. Sejin, I don't wanna live with him too!"

"I'm sorry, Ms. So, but this is also a part of your job. It'll be much easier, right, Suga?"

"Oh, fu-"

"See? He agrees."

"B-but when?"

"I'll send my people who will help you with your stuffs. What about early tomorrow? Around five?"

"T-tomorrow?"

"I'm fine, Sejin, I don't need a break," Suga tried to persuade him.

"Too late. It'll be like I said. End of discussion."

After that, he left. Typical Sejin with his typical sassy attitude.

Ysa was still like a frozen, her ribs were aching more than ever. She was happy that she wouldn't live in that criminal hole, but at the same time, Yoongi openly hated her. It won't be easy to be under the roof with someone who's mocking you all the time.

Why it can't be Mr. Hoseok?

"Hey, Ysa..." his index finger strictly pointed at her. "I'll watch you, so don't make another stupid things, k?"

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good morning 🌆🌞

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I'm sorry for any mistakes but I'm kind of busy and I'm also rushing for my next class, hehe

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