Yes Sir (Kim Namjoon Fanfic)

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I despised interviews.  It was painfully awkward trying to sell yourself, exaggerating everything to try to make you seem like the most sought-after person in the world.  It was ridiculous.  But this interview was one I couldn't afford to blow.  I dressed in a black pencil skirt that came just above my knees, a button up blouse and pair of black high heels. My hair was pulled into a bun, and I wore my sapphire earrings that my parents got me for my graduation.  I tried to look professional, but I didn't want to look cold either. I sat there in the waiting room, my legs crossed, bouncing my foot nervously.  I closed my eyes and took a deep breath only to have my slight bit of calm shattered when I heard my name being called.  I stood up and followed the nicely dressed woman through a door and down a long hallway.  She opened a large door and showed me into a big, windowed office where a middle-aged woman sat with a folder in her hand and a laptop in front of her.  I swallowed hard and took my seat at the woman's request.

"Now, our interview process here is a little different than at most companies.  If you meet certain criteria and gain our interest, you will be taken upstairs immediately following for a second interview, instead of being called back at a later time.  Do you have any questions so far?" she asked, opening the folder.

"No ma'am." I said, folding my hands and placing them on my lap. 

"Ok then, let's take a look, shall we?  Let's see....hmm...I see you gained a scholarship to a pretty prestigious school.  What is your area of focus?" she asked, smiling. 

"My area of focus was specifically in business management." I replied. 

"Excellent. I couldn't help noticing that you said "was" going to be your focus, not is.  Did you change your major?" she asked, typing at her laptop, and peeking at me over it afterwards.

"No ma'am. Unfortunately, I had to give up my scholarship to find work to take care of my parents.  My father is critically ill and unable to work any longer." I said, trying to maintain eye contact without showing any emotions.

"I am sorry to hear that.  But it is very admirable that you are giving up on your future to support your family like that.  It shows a strong sense of responsibility and sacrifice." she replied, typing more.

"Thank you, ma'am, but I didn't give it a second thought.  My parents worked their whole lives very hard to raise me, and I am willing to do whatever is necessary to make sure they are taken care of in their current state." I added, crossing my legs.  She nodded and typed some more before looking up at me.

"Now as you can well imagine, this position is one where many different things will be required of you.  There are normal set hours, however, during events, when meeting deadlines, when traveling, or whenever the CEO requests, you must be available and flexible.  Does this pose a problem?" she asked, looking at me over her glasses.  So in other words, are you ready to not have any kind of life outside this job...that's what she was saying.

"No ma'am, not at all. " I answered. 

"Also, this job will have a required set of tasks as a personal assistant, ranging from personal to professional, but shall the CEO need you for anything additional, you will need to be able to take those on as well.  As you can well imagine, he is a busy man and doesn't have much time of his own to spare.  Do you feel yourself capable of meeting those requirements?" she asked.

"Yes ma'am, absolutely." I replied.  She nodded and typed a few more things before looking up again.

"And if you acquire the position, are you available to start immediately?" she added.