Jumin raised a confused eyebrow when he heard Jaehee sneeze quite loudly as she was about to leave his office. "Assistant Kang... are you okay?" he asked with instant worry.

"Y-yes, I'm fine." She attempted to hide her upcoming cold, "It's just, I'm, huh... allergic to dust," she lied with a wide, fake smile.

Jumin narrowed his eyes at her, clearly suspicious. "Really? You didn't have any allergies before."

"Well... there's many things you don't know about me, Mr. Han," she told him with nervous face, clearly trying to change the subject. If she got sick and was dismissed from work, then her pity days at C&R would last even longer until her resign...

Then she tidied up the documents in her hands neatly, and marched off.

Meanwhile the Ceo-in-line stared at her with a guilty expression. "She's right... there's many things I don't know." This fact made him unhappy, and he clearly wished to change it.

He turned on his chair and grabbed his phone before entering the RFA chatroom. He decided that would be no longer the case, as he tapped on 707's number. Nobody better than an eccentric hacker with too much time in his hands to uncover someone.

---

During lunch break, Jaehee sat next to Mi-Cha while each of them had a lunch box in front of them. Before, Jaehee wasn't eating properly and Jumin had become deeply concerned about her health, so he built an entire cafeteria in the building so she wouldn't have any problems getting healthy, high-quality food and replenishing her energy. Other employees were allowed, but even to the five-star cooks he had stated his assistant was the main priority.

Jaehee found out about all this literally five seconds before it was inaugurated when Jumin "casually" told her about it and that they both should go eat there sometime. Jaehee stared at him and called witchcraft on his actions, but he just looked at her with an innocent, confused face and sweetly said "he was merely worried about her well-being." Pfft, right! As of Jaehee would believe that!

She didn't believe it... did she?!

"Oh, God, I believe it," she mind-absently muttered, mouth full of rice. "Just goes to show how much things have changed between me and Jumin. Wait. Did I just call him Jumin?!"

"Eh? Believe what?" Mi-Cha asked with a tilted head, looking at Jaehee like she was crazy (which she kind of was at this point).

"H-huh...! Nothing!" She immediately contradicted herself, turning her face away with a bright blush that told MC the truth. The long-haired girl stared at her friend hopelessly: Jaehee really denied obvious things too much for her own sanity!

Suddenly, as if luck struck Jaehee, her phone rang. This time she swallowed before speaking, "Hello?"

"Jaehee!" She heard a familiar, yet kind of distant male voice through the other line.

"This is...?"

"Jaehee..." The young man sounded disbelieving she didn't recognize him. "It's me, Zen."

Jaehee quickly did a double take, nearly jumping on her chair. "Z-Zen?!" she stammered, taken aback as her blush spread even further.

"Yeah." She could imagine him smiling charmingly. "I'm kind of disappointed you forgot about me so quickly..."

"No, no!" She accidentally shouted. "No, I-I mean- I'd never forget you, Zen," she sincerely told him, a happy smile forming on her face. Her all-time idol had called her! He was speaking to her!

Sure, Zen had always kept contact with her since they both were RFA members, but he had never called her personally! The sudden fluttering inside her heart was an understandment.

But as if to ruin the moment, her cold got to her and she burst into a sneeze just right next to the loudspeaker.

"Whoa, Jaehee! That was harsh!" the silver-haired actor exclaimed with surprise. "Are you okay?!"

"Y-yeah, I am-"

"This isn't the Cat jerk's fault, is it-" he bellowed in anger before unexpectedly stopping himself. "Sorry, huh, nevermind..."

Jaehee was extremely confused at this, and even more when Zen sighed in defeat and his voice got all cheered up again. "... Alright. You stay there at the office, I'm coming there."

If Jaehee felt her heart was out of control before, she definitely had high blood pressure now! "W-w-what?!" she shrieked.

"You heard me!" Zen stated, all firm and serious. "I'll get you something for your cold!"

"Y-you don't have to..."

"I will. Do you have a fever?"

"Well..." Jaehee didn't want to lie anymore. She sighed. "Yes... and my head hurts a bit as well..."

"Alright. If the Cat Jer- Huh, I mean, Jumin Han won't let you leave work, then I'll heal you right there!" She could almost see him smirking with a hearty wink. "Leave it up to me!"

"W-wait, Zen-" Too late. He hung up.

---

"Eeeeee! I'm going to die! I'm going to freaking die right now, Jaehee!" Mi-Cha squealed so hard everyone else's eardrums nearly exploded.

"I'm still not sure about this..." Jaehee murmured with a nervous expression, rubbing one of her arms for support. "Oh, no! I'm going to freaking die, too! I can't believe Zen is doing this-" Were the woman's inner, excited thoughts, completely contrasting her face.

The two fangirls held in their screams of joy when Zen opened the office door, all casual and friendly. It was rare the occasion Jaehee got to appreciate Zen's beauty from up close like this.

"Such a boy-next-door vibe," she whispered to her friend with a growing grin.

"I know, right. So cute," the other whispered back, unable to hold herself in place as the young man approached them. "He's coming this way!" MC panicked, now jumping up and down.

"Shh! Calm down!" Jaehee pressured her, not wanting Hyun to get the wrong idea of all this. Then she gasped as he was just a few meters away.

"Act natural!" she ordered Mi-Cha before "casually" putting her elbow and her left foot over a desk and pushing away her hair with a wide grin and starry eyes. MC immediately copied her position.

"Jaehe-" Zen was about to greet them before his eyes widened and he stared at them strangely. "Erm... are you okay?" he asked with concern as he stared at the two weird girls.

"O-oh, yeah!" Mi-Cha answered for Jaehee, standing up straight and making the chief assistant stop her act as well. "It's just the fever! Gets to your head, ya know?"

"So... you have a fever, too?" Zen asked with pure confusion.

"W-well... if that means you also get to take care of me..." She chuckled with a lovestruck expression. Jaehee stared at her with eyes that exclaimed "seriously?".

Luckily, Zen took her attempt of flirting well, laughing. "Sure. But first I gotta take care of the real patient," he winked at Jaehee with a smile, which made the brunette blush like a beet. "C'mon, Jaehee, let's go. By the way, nice to meet you...?"

"Mi-Cha! Your biggest, most adoring fan!" the girl of long bangs squealed joyously.

Jaehee frowned at her once again. "That's me!" she thought with some kind of possessiveness, before giggling it off and shaking her head at her best friend.

---

"So, what have you found?" Jumin asked 707 as if both of the where in some sort of vital, secret investigation.

"I hacked into her phone!" Seven exclaimed with pride. "And I found something real cute," he said with a sing-songy voice.

Jumin wasn't sure if he was comfortable with the thought of Seven stalking Jaehee. "I'm too afraid to ask."

"Then I'll tell you without asking!" Seven cheered. "Jaehee has a gazillion pictures of you in her camera roll."

Jumin almost choked; this couldn't possibly be true, right?! "What?!"

Knowing Jumin wouldn't believe him, the hacker sent him a screenshot so he could see for himself.

And believe it or not, it was true.

Now that he thought about it, most of the photos of himself he had seen, had been taken by Jaehee. Since she was with him almost 24/7, and she didn't take horribly blurry pictures as he did, it made plenty of sense.

There were photos of him working, with Elizabeth, photos of them together, photos of him sleeping...

Wait, what.

"Why am I asleep in some of these photos?" he asked with puzzlement.

"Looks like you aren't the only stalker around, Mr. Trust-Fund Stalker."

"I'm not a stalker!" Jumin defended himself. "I'm merely...! Huh... investigating about her!"

---

Meanwhile, Zen was sitting next to Jaehee in the cafeteria as he delicately put some drops of medicine on a spoon and smiled at Jaehee. "Here."

"Oh, t-thanks," she nervously stammered before trying to take the spoon.

"Don't worry about it, open your mouth," he ordered her with a strict but playful tone.

"E-err, excuse me?!" She started blushing again. Dammit, Zen and his conventional cuteness!

Despite her embarrassment she complied and her gently fed her the medicine. "Done!" He smiled again. Jaehee felt like she was going to explode from happiness.

"Now you should rest and not force yourself too much," he advised. "Otherwise, your headache could get worse." He sighed. "I wish he would let you take a day off, it'd be much better."

"Being honest..." she started, fully swallowing the bitter medicine. "I'm glad he didn't make me take the day off."

"Eh?!" Zen exclaimed with surprise. "Did you get replaced by an alien, Jaehee?!" he half-jokingly said.

She chuckled along. "If he did, then I would have to stay more days working later," she explained. "I want to finish this contract as soon as possible!"

"Can't you just make him fire you?" Hyun asked, his silver ponytail moving alongside his head. "Like, giving dog food to his cat, maybe," he suggested with a smirk.

Jaehee laughed slightly. "If I did that, he wouldn't fire me. He would sue me." Then she stared at the ground with a bittersweet smile. "And... even if I convinced him to let me go early, my resume would be too negatively affected by that."

"Ah, I see. You have no choice then," Zen sighed sorrowfully. "Hey, don't worry. Your friend Mi-Cha seems capable, she's probably a good replacement! Just a few months more and voila, you're gone to live life!"

Jaehee looked up at him with something akin to conflict inside her head. "I'm sure..."

---

"Wait, I've seen that book before." Jumin's silver eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"Yeah?" 707 sounded bemused. "Which one?"

"The sketchbook. The one with red and white stripes."

Seven looked further into it and expanded the image. It was a photo of Jaehee smiling to the camera while she took a picture of her room, the book over the bedside table. "Where have you seen it before? Looks vintage," Seven said.

Jumin's eyebrows creased more as he thought deeply. "... When I was a child."