Suppose there’s a guy who was dumped in the company the other day.
Ashamed and embarrassed, the guy would obviously find it difficult to match her line of sight. Even if the girl would find it hard to look at him in the eyes, it would be because of guilty feelings. The guy should be the uncomfortable one. Normally, at least.“Lisa, Jeon Jungkook is looking at you again. Did you really not do anything to offend him?”
“I didn’t. Probably…”
“But he’s been like this for a week now, you know! I’m sure you did something! You just probably don’t remember! If not, he wouldn’t be looking at you with those eyes!”
Lisa sighed, while checking the document full of red marks in her hand. Her junior co-worker, Park Rosé/Chaeyoung, curled a lock of her hair with one hand and in a voice only Lisa could hear, whispered, “Recently, there are rumors going around. That the empress finally angered the iron mask.”
“The empress, huh.”
The “empress” actually refers to Lisa herself. It was a nickname given by a male employee who was jealous that she works better than most men. Lisa was not pleased with this nickname but she couldn’t really express her thoughts freely within the company, and before she knew it, the term “empress” has been tenaciously attached to her.
Lisa continued to check the document. After going over it for a few more minutes, she passed the paper back to Rosé. “There are numerous spelling errors. Since there are a lot of senior co-workers as well, stop submitting this kind of erroneous document.”
“Oops. Yeah, sure.”
“Hey! Be serious!”
“S-Sorry! But even if you say that, it’s because I’ve got a very reliable senior co-worker here that spoils me like this.”
As Lisa looked at her junior co-worker’s cheerfully smiling face, Rosé brought out another clear file with a brand new document.
“Well then, I’ll count on you for this one too!”
“Okay, roger that.” Rosé playfully gave her a salute, and then the chime rang indicating the end of lunch break. All employees stood up at once, and Lisa followed suit. She picked up the sandwich and tea she bought from the convenience store.
At that moment, she felt someone’s presence behind her back so she furrowed her brows and slowly looked back. “Ms. Lalisa Manoban, you’re free this afternoon, right?”
“No, I’m not free. By the way, Mr. Jeon, aren’t you a bit persistent?”
“Persistent? Isn’t that just your perception? Please refrain from asking me with your subjective thoughts.”
“…”
At those words, Lisa narrowed her eyes and scowled at Jungkook.
It’s been a week since she turned him down but Jungkook continues to pursue her like this everyday. Even though she refuses him every single time, it seemed like the word “give up” didn’t exist in his vocabulary. Lisa inwardly groaned as she held her head with one hand in exasperation.
Giving her a contemptuous glance, he questioned one after another. “Firstly, why aren’t you free this afternoon? Yesterday, you said you’d be free today, didn’t you? Have you forgotten? It’s not like you to forget promises…”
“We didn’t exactly make a promise yesterday, Mr. Jeon. Besides, there’s no way I’d forget…”
“Then, you mean to say that even though you made a promise with me, you still made plans to do other things?”
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Mr. Perfectionist
FanfictionThe company's infamous "Iron Mask of the Sales Department", a perfectionist man known for his poker face, confessed to Lalisa Manoban. He said he liked her but his face somewhat carried a hint of dissatisfaction. When she asked him for the reason, h...