❤I never even dreamt of seeing him from my bare eyes in my whole life...But knowing him from this close was something that I will never forget...
❤"Y/n...Let's go to Seoul with me." He said...his eyes glistening with tears and face showing immense...
Waking up...again...to a monday...why god...why cant I sleep peacefully as long as I want?
Don't you think there should be an off on all Mondays too.
I just hate the fact that I have to wake up again and again and follow that bitch...Sia's instructions...who will tell me nothing but just makes me stand beside that stupid white coloured box which modern people termed as 'A fucking printer' and all I have to do there is to make prints of thousands of files which each department of our office mails her to show them to dad.
I don't want to work with my dad anymore...
Like he is everywhere I go...
Please...don't get me wrong...
I love him with all my heart but still...he should not be around me everywhere.
It literally pisses me off that I have to see the same face of dad everywhere...whether it's home or its office.
He even accompanies me on my way to work sometimes.
I think...I just want to be in a different company...working as a secretary of some greek god like handsome CEOs...just like it happens in dramas.
The dreamy looks that the actors have and the heart fluttering chemistry between them...I want to experience something like that.
But wait...
Aren't I supposed to behave like a 23 year old?
I should just stop thinking these kind of shit that happens in fiction only and get back to office...to work my ass off there.
Because it's really not a relief as an intern in the company...even if you are the daughter of the CEO of the company itself.
I stretched myself out from my bed and looked at the favorite place of my room...my cupboard which is all covered with the one and only Bangtan Sonyeondan.
I'm literally head over heels for each one of them. I dont have any words to describe my love for these seven guys.
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I remember the times...when I was a teenager... laying alone in my bed...getting sad over the fact that maa and papa are not taking me anywhere with them and going here to there for their business.
They sometimes leave me and Barbie who is my younger sister...all alone with our grandparents.
I used to miss them so much.
And being the older kid...I was suppose to take care of Barbie too...without disturbing my grandparents not too much.
Living those years were not that bad...but sometimes I needed attention...needed love...needed care.
