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Chapter 19- A little plot twist

"Atta girl, Mia"

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Taken back by the small gesture, I quickly ran away from them entering the huge building. I blinked a few times in amazement of the inside interior.

The smell of rich brewed coffee was wondering in the air. Out of instinct, I turn my head to the cafe that sat beautifully in the corner of the wide building. I also see escalators on the sides of the building, full of people going up and down. The front desk kept the assistance of a young lady who kept order of things.

I was only one step in and I couldn't even imagine how big the other floors would be.

Soon, a middle aged lady comes up to me and asks "Are you Mia? I believe you have an interview to attend."

I nodded while the lady gestured me to follow her. Me and well dressed lady walked around, went up a new floors and what it felt an hour later, we finally arrived at an office with a round glass desk and expensive computers placed on top of it. For it to only be a dance company, it seems a lot way busier than I thought it would be.

I was told by the lady to sit and wait until Jimins manager came and then left. All of a sudden, I felt a rush of nervousness flow into my veins. Unconsciously, I started bouncing my right leg up and down while looking around anxiously, I started having an anxious feeling in my body and it felt really uncomfortable.

Not long after, a ball sized man greeted me with a nice "hello" and sat down. I bowed down to his greeting. The aura I sensed from him wasn't what I was expecting. On the outside he looked like a sweet guy but things don't seem right.

Starting right off the bat, he placed down some documents that I'm guessing he's going to fill out information about me. He immediately started asking me questions such as "Do you live alone,?" "May I ask what your address is,?" "Are you married?"

Asking about my address seemed understandable enough but asking if I lived alone or if I was married. The way this guy stared down at me was making me uncomfortable. I kind of gave away a stank face towards him as I do every time this type of situation occurs.

"May I ask about those questions? They don't happen to be very appropriate for a formal scene." At this point, it was just plain disrespectful for him to even ask if I was married. Mf needs to mind his own business. (pls why am I getting mad at this man-)

"Ma'am, I am just simply asking,"

What creeped me the fuck out is that he got up from his office chair and sat next to me on a white chair, identical with mine.

"You surely don't have a problem."

By the tone of his words made me feel so weak, I couldn't move not even a single inch. It almost felt like I was being drugged or under control. I couldn't speak, I was terrified to death.