"Ms. Han, are you listening to me? Ms.Han?"
Jaehwa snapped back to reality with a flinch as she looked down at her boss with a smile she hoped appeared professional. "Yes, sir."
"Then tell me, what was I talking about?"
"Uhh... work?" she answered, uncertainly. Sahan's long-suffering sigh resonated within the giant office.
"Secretary, am I being too lenient with you?"
"No, not at all!" she piped with fake enthusiasm. Jaehwa wasn't intending on zoning out in front of her boss but a certain prick was currently on her mind.
Sahan sighed again with a certain sense of finality to it as he looked up to his secretary who now had her curious eyes trained at him. Contented that he had finally managed to gain the attention of his distracted secretary, he spoke. "We have a problem."
"What problem?"
"We'll have to go to Tokyo for a third-party negotiation. It's important. Father wants to personally come and oversee how it goes." Sahan explained turning back and forth in his swivel chair. "It's going to affect the board meeting."
"You're going to do well Mr.Min," Jaehwa looked down at his boss. Pumping a fist in the air, she declared, "I believe in you."
Sahan looked up to her eyes meeting hers only to see honesty in them. She really believed that he could win. He looked away.
"That's the thing." He tapped a finger against his cheek leaning forward to his desk, "I have to do this together with Yoongi."
He looked back at her, trying to gauge out her reaction. Sahan was aware of the public sentiment regarding the heirs. Even if he was the one who contributed the most and did all the work, Yoongi still managed to be their favorite. He didn't know what it was that was so different about Yoongi. He always seemed to stay over him. Wherever it was. Imagine them negotiating together in Tokyo. Even if all went well, Yoongi would get all the credit. Sahan was sure of that.
Jaehwa's countenance remained the same. She pursed her lips. "It's going to be hard to work with your brother but I'm sure it's going to be fine."
"No, it's not. You know how my brother is bet- " he paused himself before he could complete what he was saying. Clearing his throat, he spoke, "I have to make an impression at this meeting. I have to stand out more than him."
"You will," Jaehwa stated.
"And for that, I need you to do something. Will you?"
"Anything for you sir," she replied with a childish smile. A corner of his lips tugged upwards, "Good."
He leaned back in his chair now fully facing his secretary who was curiously awaiting his order, hands clasped together. Sahan's lopsided smile turned into a full-blown leer.
"Make sure that he never makes it to Tokyo."
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"Attention passengers of AirAsia flight 137 to Tokyo. The departure gate has been changed. The flight will now be leaving from gate 23. Thank you."
"Han Jaehwa? What a surprise!"
Kim Seokjin called out as he walked up to the familiar lone figure standing alone at the Airport who flinched at his call. Jaehwa looked to the source of his voice and as she met his eyes she couldn't hide the subtle fear in them. She tried an attempt at a smile. She failed miserably.
"No way! Are you taking the same flight? 137?" Seokjin asked a little excitedly. He didn't fail to notice the strange reaction of his rival and her failed attempt at a smile.
Jaehwa slowly nodded her head, watching the latter.
"What's the seat number?" he asked as he whipped out his boarding passes looking for the seat numbers.
"Five and six." She replied, eyes suddenly widening at the sight of the boarding passes.
"Really? Mine's seven and eight. I can already tell this is going to be a long flight." he commented with a small smirk that promised just exactly what he said as he placed the boarding passes back in his yellow handbag. Jaehwa's eyes followed the movement, eyes fixed on the pair of passes. Seokjin looked to where she was looking.
"Oh, this?" he asked, lifting the plushie of an alpaca that was hooked to his handbag. "This is RJ." He proudly introduced the plushie, raising it to eye level so she could have a good look at it.
"I-It looks nice," Jaehwa commented, half-heartedly.
Nice? Seokjin raised his eyebrows well past his forehead.
"You are acting really strange today."
She jerked her head back up to him, "W-what do you mean?"
"You're not talking back. Where did our snappy, loose-tempered, grumpy Jaehwa go?" He asked, scrunching his eyebrows in suspicion.
"Grumpy? I'm not grumpy. This is my normal self. Haha." She replied, eyes dancing around everywhere but him.
"Caught in a liiiiiieee~ Find me who was pure~"
"Weird... So weird..." Seokjin sang, shaking his head just as his ringtone brought his attention to his smartphone. Unlocking the device, he received the phone call.
"It's Yoongi. He needs me." He informed her.
Jaehwa only nodded her head, biting her lower lip, still not willing to look at him. "Alright then. I'll see you on the flight. Ciao!" He waved, walking backward still looking at her who briefly glanced back at him before she looked away.
Weird. He thought as he turned back and walked off to catch up with his dear employer.
Jaehwa watched anxiously as Seokjin's figure retreated to the distance and her eyes drifted to the yellow handbag he was holding. She sighed exasperatedly. This doesn't feel right at all.
She looked away at the ceiling, clenching her fists. Should I do it? Should I not?
She looked down, eyes wandering around the airport for an answer. She was met with the gaze of Sahan who was standing at a distance who up one noticing her, gave her a slight nod, telling her to get on with her plan. What do I do?!!
Jaehwa breathed in a deep breath. Ah, screw it!
There's nothing to lose after all.
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Ciao- bye
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