*Sunday*

Y/n Pov

"Can I get an americano please."

I turned to look at the front and saw a really pretty girl with long nail, gorgeous hair with no eye bags but a lot of eye makeup, standing in front of me.

I snapped out of my thoughts and quickly got to type in the order with a quick nod.

"Oh! And make it iced." She said in that posh girl or whatever accent.

I remember me and Mina trying out that slurring accent that posh girls used. But we failed really badly. It was so cringy and we sounded like dying seals. (No offence to seals. They are big load of cuteness.)

I put the order and started preparing her iced americano.

I take a glance at the girl at where she was sitting. She is clinging on to a guy who might probably be her boyfriend. She is giggling while the guy is saying something to her ear while playing with her hair. She blushes at his words and giggles more. They look cute together. They seem like the perfect couple.

My heart tug being slightly jeolous. But I quickly ignore that emotion and move to take that girl her drink.

"Here's 1 iced americano." Right when I keep the drink down, she takes it and starts to drink without even a thank you. Huh! Rude.

I was going to turn around and walk when I felt a hand on my waist. Suprised at the sudden feeling, I turn around to see the guy smirking at me.

I look at the girl to see that she is so engrossed in her drink while staring outside to notice what her "boyfriend" is doing.

I swat his hand away from my waist and glare at him. I don't try to say anything cause I don't any drama happening today. I'm too tired to deal with other's drama. Especially today. So I just leave them quickly and go to the safety of behind the counter.

Well, they might be cute together but definitely not perfect.

Oh who am I to judge? No one is perfect anyways.

I feel a vibration in my pocket indicating that I have a call. As I take my phone out, I notice that the caller ID read Mina.

"Hey!" Her energetic voice fills the line.

"Hi!"

"Uh no. Did something happen?" She asks curiosity over-powering enthusiasm.

I smile at how quick she read my tone. "Nothing you have to worry about."

"Hmm... okay. Yah guess what?" Her enthusiams comes right back up.

I chuckle softly. "What?"

"I'm gonna go on a tour around with some rich dudes!" She squeals out of delight.

"Yayyy- Wait. Rich dudes. Wha-"

"Okay." She starts interrupting my question. "I knew you would be concerned so I found more information about them."

I nod. Realizing that she can't see me. I reply. "Okay. Go on."

"You know I can't give their names out." I humm in response. "There are 3 guys. All 3 work at some company in South Korea that I don't know about. Some sort of a perfume company. They are said to be rich which means I might be able to get a good tip."

I scrunch my nose in concern. "Are you going with them alone?"

"Nope. Jack is coming too."

"Another guy going along doesn't really help, you know?" I ask.

I can hear her chuckling. "You know Jack's gay!"

"But he's still a guy...." I know I don't have to be afraid of Jack doing anything to Mina but somehow I end up getting worried.

But I trust Mina to be safe. She is a slithering so she can manage to escape any situation. Hopefully she will be able to if any such situation arises.

"Just be careful okay?" I say.

"Okayy. Oh also I have to start the tour from tomorrow and I will be gone for a week."

"A WEEK?!" I scream.

I look around quickly to notice that a few customers sparing me some nasty looks. I quickly bow to appologize and turn back to the phone.

"Jeez woman. Any louder and I would have had to spend a week in hospital curing my broken ear drum." Mina complains.

I shrug. "Sorry."

"But hey! A week is a really long time." I whine. How can I live without my best friend?

She is a tour guide working with many tourists everyday. Sometimes she is gone for over a month even. Even though it's hard work, she really likes the job. Especially because she is a social butterfly. She loves meeting new people and making friends.

I'm her polar opposite. I hate meeting new people. The awkwardness in the first meeting is something I really want to avoid.

"Oh quit being a baby. I'll see you in 7 days."

I hmped angrily.

"Hey I have to go. Have some documents to give out."

"Okay. Call me and tell me what you guys are doing." I say.

"Will do. You stay safe. Don't overwork youself."

"Love you."

"Love you more bish."

I chuckle to myself as I put the phone back in my pocket.

I glanced at the clock. A few more hours and I'm off from work and go home to study.

Yay!

Fun.

-_-

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Okay. So I might be a medical student but I hate studying. Like seriously, how come some people actually like studying?

It's basically sticking your head full of so many stuff that you don't even understand. But then even if you understand a topic, a few days later it's like "did I learn this before?" Cause I can't even remember learning about the entire topic later on.

What is the point of studying, I have no idea.

Yet, it's essential. Urgh!

So when I go home today, I'm down with 3 assignments that I have to submit before 12 am. Then I have a few topics to study cause there's an exam next week.

Sitting on the table, I try to calm myself down a little before working. I would just sit down and close my eyes while beathing in and out slowly. I do this before starting to study as a way to force my mind to concentrate and not run away.

"You pinehead, stop gazing at your phone and go study." That's my mom screaming at my little brother, Mark to go study.

"No you idiot! Kick the other way!" That's my dad screaming at the football players to play better.

Why are they so loud?

Well it's not something new. Kinda happens everyday.

Lastly, I heard a door slam after sometime and then pure silence.

I know my lil brother's screwed.

I debate whether I should go save him.

But I decide against it cause last week he ate the entire swiss role that I brought from work while I was showering.

That brat needs to learn a lesson.

I open my eyes with a sigh and start studying.

~~~

I went to sleep after finishing all my studying for the day at around 5 am. But I do have to get up at 7 am as lectures start at 8.

This has been going on for like 2 years now, ever since I entered into the university. So I'm pretty used to it. I would try to catch at least an hour of sleep in the evening at around 4 as my shift at the coffee shop starts at 6 pm.

My sleep wake cycle is a little bit messed up. I know.

I went to sleep just like I did everyday. Cuddling my pillow to my body and laying my head on it too.

I soon fall asleep.

•••••••

I open my eyes.

Where am I?

It seems like an office room. The room has an entire wall of window overlooking a really beautiful city. It seems like morning with all the sunlight.

I turn towards the room and see that there's a working table right in the middle with so many files and papers piled up. The place looks really neat.

Suddenly the door from the side opens scaring the hell out of me.

I look towards the door to see a guy wearing a nice suit.

"Who... are you?"

He walks past me as if I'm not even there and goes to his table.

He continue working oblivious to the fact that I'm literally staring at him from a few feets away.

"Can he not see me?"

I mutter as I walk to stand in front of him.

I move my hand in front of him but he looks down at the papers in his hands as if he can see through my hand.

I then look at my hand to see if it is in fact see through. But no it's perfectly real.

"Hello?" I call out.

He gave no reaction.

"Can he not hear me too?"

I take a step back and examine his features.

He hair is pushed back, styled neatly while exposing his forehead. A few random strands of hair has escaped the perfect hairstyle and lies above the left eye.

He has a sharp jaw line that might be able to cut my finger in case I touch it.

I bend down a little to look at his face.

I gasp and jump back as he looks front all of a sudden.

"Did he sense me?"

I stare at his eyes. But then he tilt his head to the side and then goes back to looking at his paper.

His doe like eyes gives him a really cute look yet his black orbs makes him appear scary.

His lips are slightly parted while he is concentrating.

I keep staring at him like a freak.

"He is cute." I whisper.

Bad y/n. Staring isn't nice!

I look away from his face and look around the room again.

But my eyes can't help land on this person's beautiful face.

I then look down at the table, embarassed at myself for staring yet again even though he can't see me.

That's when I notice the name board on the table.

Cheif Executive Officer
Mr. Jeon Jungkook

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