After Jisung got his lunch, he found his way to an empty table. He was fine with sitting by himself— it was just like high school. Although this time there was no Felix to keep him company.
He sighed and made sure he had a wholesome meal while he scrolled away on his phone.
My hoe sent a message
Jisung immediately tapped on the notifications before it disappeared.
My hoe:
Hey!!!
Why haven't you texted all day
Jisung:
I've been working😌
My hoe:
You work?!
That's really hot
Jisung:
You're hotter
My hoe:
What?!!!!
Jisung deleted a message
Jisung:
Nothing
You're probably at work
Ttyl
My hoe:
Nope
I'm off this week
Jisung:
Lucky mf 😤
My hoe:
Sucks to be you
Jisung:
Want me to suck you then?
Jisung deleted a message
My hoe:
You horny mf
Get back to work
Jisung:
Yes papi 😮💨
My hoe:
😂
Jisung had already finished his meal by the time he and Minho were done talking so he dropped his plate off at the dish station and walked up to the elevator. There was no way in hell that he would use those damn stairs after his meal.
He pressed the button for the fourteenth floor when he entered the elevator. It was silent and the only sounds he could hear were his rapid heartbeat and the elevator gliding against its wires.
He had gathered all the information his department manager had sent to him onto his phone for use later.
He looked through their schedules and saw that they were on their lunch breaks. He would have to manage seven boys— all on his own— for a very good pay.
His JYPE ID card hand from his neck as he stood in front of the dance practice room assigned to the group.
He pushed open the door and was greeted with seven very cheerful faces. They were all having a serious conversation about their debut when they all paused and stared at the "intruder".
Jisung introduced himself to them and immediately set out to work— they were scheduled to debut in two months after all.
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Jisung watched the seven as they practiced their dance routine, correcting their mistakes until they had learnt every step. He stood in front of them, clapping.
"You guys have to return to the dorms. The after that, you have your English lesson, then vocal lessons."
He stepped closer to a boy with black hair that almost came down the his shoulders. "Jaeyun, you have Chinese today instead of English"
They all bowed, and left the room.
Jisung packed up his things and shut down all the lights and locked the doors. He made his way back to the lobby and clocked out.
