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Jungkook
What should an adult do on their birthday? I've had this thought for a while now.
As I walked on the shiny floor of the office, many heads turned towards me. No matter male or female. All of their eyes on me, some would watch me with fascination, some with curiosity, and some with jealousy and lust. Everywhere I go heads would turn towards me.
After working for over a month in this office I somehow realized that I was kind of special in others' eyes. The temporary position I held in this company was admirable. No one had the bravery to question me, while I knew some used to mock me behind my back.
The other day while eating in the office cafeteria with Bora I heard whispers about me.
“Do you really think someone like him is capable of being the CEO's secretary?” someone had said behind my back.
“I heard he's not even graduated yet” followed by another one.
“Maybe it's just because of his handsome face”.
Oh, so they did acknowledge me being handsome.
“Or he is sleeping with the CEO”.
“Do you also think so?” followed by a dramatic gasp.
No, I was not sleeping with the CEO but I might in future.
All these assumptions were absurd. Did people really have no other business apart from being curious about others?
“I don't think so, Our CEO is older than him. She'd not be into him”.
Now, that was fucking offensive.
After that incident one week ago I couldn't get myself into the old routine. Things have changed. I could no longer play my guitar thanks to a certain fucker. And on top of that I didn't even get any compensation. I'd locked myself in my room, staring at the broken guitar with a blank gaze. I didn't speak to my dad or anyone. Jimin had knocked on my door several times a day asking me if I was okay but I just stayed silent. I even ignored messages from Taesung who constantly apologized to me even though it was not his fault. I was just busy being depressed over my guitar.
After two days I'd woken up early in the morning just to vent my anger in the gym. The physical pain that I'd felt after working out was satisfying. When everything around you is a mess all you need is a distraction. And that's exactly what I'd been doing. I distracted myself. From the chaos around me.
