My voice trembled as I questioned, "What do you want from me? Why are you doing this to me?"
Taehyung's voice echoed in my mind, his words chilling me to the bone. "I'll make you taste true agony. You'll suffer like never before, trapped in a living...
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Sitting in Mr. Jin's cabin on my desk, surrounded by papers and my laptop, I delved into preparing for the presentation. It was crystal clear to me that Mr. Rude had deliberately assigned me this task as a form of punishment for our encounter yesterday. But I refused to be intimidated or discouraged. Instead, I felt a surge of determination coursing through me. I was adamant to prove to that arrogant man that I was more than capable of handling any challenge thrown my way.
With each slide I crafted and every detail I meticulously planned, I reinforced my resolve. This was not just about the presentation; it was a battle of wills, a testament to my resilience in the face of adversity. As I worked tirelessly, my determination only grew stronger.
The quiet hum of the office around me was abruptly interrupted by the ringing of my phone, shattering the tranquil atmosphere. Startled by the unexpected sound, I couldn't help but wonder about the caller's identity. With a curious yet intrigued expression, I glanced at the screen, and to my pleasant surprise, it displayed Jungkook's name. Instantly, a rush of warmth flooded over me, and a gentle smile graced my lips as I eagerly reached for the phone, anticipating our conversation.
As I answered the call, Jungkook's cheerful voice greeted me, "Hey there! I hope I didn't disturb you?" I replied, "Um, I'm kind of busy with work right now, but I could use a friend." Concern laced his tone as he asked, "Something's wrong? Did that Mr. Rude trouble you again?"
With a sigh, I admitted, "Yes, he did. He called me yesterday and told me to prepare for a presentation, which happens to be today in a while." Jungkook's disbelief was evident as he exclaimed, "Don't tell me you sacrificed your sleep to prepare for it!"
I nodded, "I had no option, Jungkook. Otherwise, I would have never listened to him. But anyway, thanks for calling. I really needed a friend to talk to about this."
He teased me by saying, "I'll always be there for you, babygirl," knowing how much I disliked it. I scolded him lightly, "Jungkook! You never listen, do you?" He chuckled, "Nope, I don't." I laughed at his amusement.
"I'll never stop making you happy and smile, y/n. Remember that," Jungkook said with a playful tone. "Thank you," I replied, feeling touched by his words. "I'll hang up now and catch up with you later."
"Sure thing, I even have to be somewhere and need to go.," Jungkook responded cheerfully. "Take care, y/n. Don't let Mr. Rude ruin your day."
"I won't," I assured him, a smile tugging at my lips. "Thanks again, Jungkook. Bye for now."
"Bye, y/n. Talk to you soon," Jungkook said before we both hung up. His friendship was a comforting beacon in the midst of my challenges.
I resumed my work and was engrossed in finalizing the presentation draft when Mr. Rude's voice broke through the intercom, summoning me to the conference room. Gathering all my materials, I hurried towards the elevator, my arms laden with documents and my laptop bag swinging at my side. With my vision obstructed by the stack of papers, I could barely see what lay ahead as I stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the fifth floor.
