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28 : Along with my heart

Jimin

I didn't like my days. Nights, I could get by. But the moment the high of adrenaline doused down, I realized how empty everything was. Sex was meaningless. It was a means to attempt to fill an infinite and insatiable void. I could never live a normal life, and that was my curse.

After successfully getting out of Namjoon's agency, I dared to think that everything was going to be better. I was sitting with my coffee in the living room one morning when Kyla barged in like any other day, her hands carrying papers and her neck tilted to hold the phone as she talked non-stop. This woman... I had never seen anyone working as hard and as respectably as she did.

"New interview candidate list," she offered the papers and I grabbed them unsurely. The idea of not having her around and someone else taking up her job was making my spine stiff. But at least she was going to get her happy ending and a chance at a normal life. I was happy for her, but also, I was selfish and I didn't want her to leave.

"You both can move in here, you know."

"Alex won't survive here, Jimin. We tried. The weather doesn't suit her. She is from San Diego."

I huffed, "fine. But I am not going to make the next best person's life easy. Remember that. If they fail, you'll come back to me."

Kyla looked at me with an improbable look. She sometimes treated me like a child. Perhaps, I sometimes was a child in front of her.

"Just look at them. Read their cover letters."

"You've read them. I don't need to."

I stood up while flopping the stack of white paper sheets with black ink on the table. "There is that little boy you went to prom with too. He is in University now." Kyla spoke, and albeit I had turned around to leave, I stopped and glanced at her.

"What was his name?" I asked, trying to remember, but I have always been bad at remembering names.

"Jeon Jungkook. I kind of liked his letter. He seems quite passionate about this job. But..." Kyla picked up the papers and began to take out the specific cover letter from it.

"Hire him," I declared. "Put him on a good payroll."

Kyla only stood there thinking. "He is graduating in three weeks. It will be difficult for me to wait for that long to get my replacement on board. I'll hardly get a week to transition all my work to him and explain everything. Anyone will need more time to understand the work. The job is challenging, to say the least."

"I'll help get him up to speed. Hire him, Ms. Saina."

I knew every time I imposed my decisions, I called her formally by her last name, and she never questioned me back, even though she knew I was being unreasonable. That was what made her the greatest employee anyone could get. She always made the best out of any situation and respected her commanding boss.

"He's too young." Kyla still objected, perhaps thinking about the boy and how he would handle all this, handle all of me.

"And you are the best. I have confidence in you, Kyla. You'll train him well."

I patted her shoulder and she posed a smile before I lurked towards the staircase. "One more thing," I suddenly thought of something and turned to ask Kyla. "Make sure he doesn't think that he got the job because I was his prom date once."

"What prom date?" Kyla asked, beaming radiantly.

Oh, I love this woman. "Exactly!" I winked at her and rushed off to my bedroom.

And here I am today, looking at this mess of people in my dark house which looks like a stripper club. Who are they? Some forgotten faces of the industry, like how I will be in some time. Oh, it has already started.