1 of 112 [HaruKyu FF]

Chapter 2

Junkyu POV

My heart throbbed in pain as I heard his voice.

Except for Jihoon and Mashiho, I stopped talking with the rest of the boys a month after I broke up with Haruto. I ignored their texts and calls. It was difficult for me to stay in contact with them as I keep wanting to ask about Haruto.

I supposed to hate him, I supposed to remove him from my head, but I keep wanting to know whether he's eating well, sleeping well, and if he's sick anywhere.

Some of them were stubborn enough to keep checking on me, especially Hyunsuk Hyung, Yoshi, Doyoung and JeongWoo until Jihoon told them to give me some time to sort myself out. I didn't even tell the boys I went back to Korea.

And now, JeongWoo is here, standing in front of me in all his glory. As if his mere presence wasn't enough to reminded me about his bestfriend.

"What are you doing here?" I asked JeongWoo, trying to stay calm in front of everyone else. Obviously failed to do so.

No, I can't ruin my first day just because I met him. Everything went smooth until seconds ago. I already made good impression to all of my employees.

"Mr. Kim, you know Park JeongWoo?" Asked the A&R —Artist and Repertoire— Head.

"He is a junior from my undergrad study in Korea." I answered. It wasn't necessary to mention JeongWoo as one of my close friend.

"Oh what a coincidence. He joined us a year ago. He is one of our promising producer. He already put his name on quite a number of credits within a year." He said with a proud smile.

I stretched out my hand to JeongWoo for a shake. He grinned and grab my hand. "Good to see you again. Keep up the good work. I wouldn't expect anything less from K-ARTs alumnus." I said with stoic expression before I move over to another producer.

My eyes caught his smile disappeared. I hurt his feelings with the way I treated him like he was nothing to me. Shit! I'm such an ass!

The rest of introduction session went faster than everyone had expected. I don't want to stay around JeongWoo for too long. Rose noticed the drastic change on my demeanor. She immediately find an excuse for us to leave the group, saying I have an important call.

I rushed to my private restroom inside my office. Hurriedly loosened the knot of my tie that felt strangling against my throat along with the first two buttons from my shirt. I kneeled on the floor, placing my head above the toilet bowl and starts throw up for nothing. Rose came inside and rubbed my back.

"My meds." I said to her. I couldn't believe I had to experience this on my first day. It wasn't even half day yet for God's sake!

While she went out, I pushed myself to get up, and step to the sink to clean my mouth. My head began to spin. A thin trail of sweats ran down my forehead. "Kim Junkyu, you can do this. You survived then and you will survive now." I gave myself a pep talk as I stared at my own lousy reflection on the mirror.

Rose came back a moment later with my medicine container and a glass of water on her hands. I leaned against the sink and gulp down the white pills.

"Junkyu-ya.." She started again with a pity on her face. 

"I'm fine Noona." I interrupted her and walked out from the restroom to my desk. I slide off my suit and rolled my sleeves before I open my laptop to continue reading the reports I haven't finished this morning — only to be shut back by her.

I stared at her hand on top of my closed laptop for a second before I turned my gaze to her. "What do you think you're doing!" I spoke angrily.

She looked taken aback by my tone. "I apologize for my rude behavior Mr. Kim. I'm your personal assistant and my job is to provide comprehensive assistance so you can focus on your primary responsibilities. Making sure you are healthy both physically and emotionally for you to manage this company efficiently and effectively is part of my job. And with your current state you won't be able to do both." She ranted, staring at my eyes intensely while her hand still glued on my laptop.