Everything about the C&R International building was nerve-wracking, whether it be looking at it from the outside or inside. Some of the most powerful people in Korea worked in that lone building and starting then, you would be too. Well, as an assistant of course.

It seemed impossible to start off your career as anything more than an assistant, but it wouldn't be as lackluster as other positions. On a whim of luck (and several good words from higher up references), you found yourself earning the position to work directly under the one and only Jumin Han.

It was a job you weren't sure if you were ready for, but also one you couldn't just decline. Not many people were given this opportunity and you weren't about to throw it all away out of fear. The least you could do was give it a shot and hope that it was something you had a knack for. If worse came to be, quitting was always an option, albeit one you weren't so keen on.

Your heart began to beat rapidly as you stepped inside the front entrance to the building and made your way up on the elevator to the floor specified in the email you received. Your fingers grasped tightly onto the hem of your shirt to prevent your hands from shaking. As hard as you tried, you couldn't ever recall a time where you were more nervous than you were then. That was far from reassuring.

Ding.

The elevator doors slid apart and you stepped off. Standing only a few feet in front of you was Jumin dressed as finely as ever. He looked down at his silver-plated wristwatch. He didn't smile, but he looked somewhat pleased.

"Five minutes early," he noted before looking back up at you. "Pleased to meet you, Ms. [last name]."

"T-the pleasure's all mine, Mr. Han! I just want to give you my gratitude for offering me this position."

He nodded curtly and started walking down the hall, beckoning you to follow him. Without a word, you scurried away to catch up with him and to pay attention to every detail of the layout of the building as well as listen to every word he had to say.

"And here is where you'll collect the written reports of every worker...," he trailed off, sharply turning right to show you a new area.

It was all so quick-paced, but you did your best to keep up. You couldn't risk screwing up this job no matter what, yet you feared your brain would be completely fried by the end of this tour.

By the end of it, it was only a miracle that you actually managed to remember most of what he explained throughout it. You were practically winded by all the running around, but Jumin didn't seem phased by it at all. He was truly the picture of perfect health.

"I will allow you to get your bearings over the next few days so I won't be too strict but by next week, I expect all your tasks to be done within a timely manner," he said once the two of you reached his office.

He sat down at his desk and motioned for you to sit in one of the several chairs organized neatly around the room. You sat in the chair sitting directly in front of his desk and sat up tall, trying your best to uphold the best appearance.

"Thank you, Mr. Han. I'll be sure to have everything memorized by then," you assured, beaming brightly at your new boss.

"I must warn you, though, there will be some tasks I will need you to take care of outside the office."

"O-outside the office?" you stammered, eyes growing wide.

Jumin sat back in his seat and clasped his hands together, staring at you intently with his grey eyes. Your heart nearly stopped in your chest and you feared what he could've possibly meant by that.

"Tell me, do you like cats?"

You exhaled deeply in relief, letting go of the air you didn't realize you were holding back. "I suppose so, yes-"

"Perfect. When I'm away on business trips, I'll be needing you to take care of my dear Elizabeth 3rd."

"Of course... I can do that. Is that all?"

"I believe I have told you everything necessary at the moment. Are there any questions you wish to ask me or shall we begin working?"

"No. No questions, sir."

Jumin tensed in his seat for a brief moment. Your breath hitched and you feared you said something dreadfully wrong. Was he expecting you to ask a question? Was this all a test? But as soon as his body tensed, he recovered almost immediately. A small smile appeared on his face, one so forced that it was plainly obvious it was fake, yet you didn't question it.

"Let's go, Assistant [last name]. It's time for you to accompany me your first business meeting."

There was no telling how exactly this job would play out, but one thing was certain: it was certainly going to be an interesting time working under Jumin Han.