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❝But what can I do when it's you I have the sweet tooth for?❞
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As much as Kim Namjoon was smitten with Shin Youngmi, the latter was equally oblivious of the fact. Basically, his ceaseless patience was to blame, which also end...
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Nora had an inkling that maybe she was getting ahead of herself by anticipating panegyrics to be written in her glory after such a momentous accomplishment, for her overseer was anything but a fawner. In spite of being abreast with the superfluous fact, the overtly sanguine woman still decided to proceed with priming her boss on an update that had yet not been substantiated with a proper investigation. The outcome was axiomatic.
The odds of her superior applauding her, when all that was there were a few spoken words against someone, were already in negative to begin with. Professionally, Nora may be an expert at reading between the lines, but this instance- of expecting a praise for an individually undertaken sub rosa sleuthing- gave an unredeemable portrayal of her ingenuity. Even more when she would not back down that her achievement was indeed noteworthy, regardless of how futile it might seem at the moment.
"You don't understand how it works. It's my fault, afterall. It was me who injudiciously assigned you a field duty, when you're clearly a rookie at it. Don't worry, though, you'll be summoned back to the headquarters soon. I suppose you can hang in there for another week, because that's the longest it would take for the order to-"
"No, sir, I don't want to return to my old desk-job. The only reason why I told you about what I saw today was just to clue you up on my work. The chloroform usage by him to make his customers unconscious so that he could extort them, is substantial as a proof, sir- at least for me. Though I'll certainly zero in on it further and then get back to you with a thoroughly written report." Nora contended, pausing for a bit before resuming, "I'm this close to a breakthrough. Believe me, Captain, I truly am. This first-hand account won't remain a mere verbal statement for much long." Her resolution of adjuring her boss until he caved in was still as intact as ever.
"A week is all I'm giving you, either get the work done and prove yourself or resume to correcting the reports that field-agents submit to your team. Your fate in your hands, Miss Son, completely depends on your capability of making the best out of it." The man announced, his gravelly voice parching Nora's throat out of ambivalence regarding her own self.
"That implicitly means that you've agreed to bet on me, sir. I promise not to disappoint you." Nora stated, determination blaring from her end of the line.
"Well enough. I better be not, your future at the agency is contingent. One mistake and you lose the opportunity to rise for God-knows how many years." He advised grimly.
"I understand, Captain." Nora replied as a beep confirmed that the call had been cancelled, yet could not restrain the rate of her heartbeat from inflating off the charts.
She laid down on the bare floor, exhaling deeply every now and then to prevent her heart from acting out. With limbs spread out and eyes fixated at the embellished ceiling, it provided her with little to no amount of time to realise that tears had begun to surface in the corner of eyes, and were a mere blink away from pouring out of them. A sob broke out eventually, aligning itself with the exact moment when she ultimately accepted her vanquishment.
