Zayn massages his temple after looking at the schedule he was given this morning. It shows TWICE schedule, and he has to make plans right away to ensure everything will go smoothly.
“Why am I given this position during their peak schedule?” He sighed.
There's literally everything that he could've imagined. The nearest one will be a fan-signing event happening very soon.
With his lack of experience, he's not sure if he can do it perfectly fine.
Zayn shook the negative thought away from him and started planning things right away. He received a phone number of another manager, who handles another group. From this person, Zayn used his help to guide him about what to do and what not.
He frequently came to the JYPE building this week to meet this guy and take some advice, and it was such a great help.
It doesn't take long before he catches up with the necessary works of a manager.
Although the amount of time he stopped by this very building, he rarely bumps into any of the girls from TWICE. As people claimed, they are busy women with busy schedules as they hold quite a big fame around them.
That little time he bumped into them was, as expected, the teasing and mocking session, which he paid no minds on. He let them call him just about anything: Uncle, Grandad, and anything that refers to older men.
Only because they basically have to listen to his words since he's the manager, even though he's younger than most of them.
“Kira mocked me worse.” He thought at the thought of his sister and realised that what the girls did aren't even close to what Kira has ever done.
...
After meeting Jiyoung today, he was going to just go back home. Jiyoung showed him a room that he would be using as his office in this building.
On his way in the hallway, he got onto his phone to reply to some text messages from his family while he waited for the elevator to come.
When it finally arrives, he can see from his peripheral view that someone is in there. As he was still busy texting his family, he waited for those people to walk out. Since they didn't, he walked in while still having his eyes glued to his phone.
“Which level are you going, Dear?” A gentle woman's voice struck his ears.
Dear?
He shot his head up and saw that he's in the elevator with Sana, Mina, Dahyun, and Chaeyoung. They all had this wide, but uncanny smiles on their faces.
“You’re taking too long to answer. Press it yourself.” Mina said, and he didn't mind, as long as he doesn't want to speak with them.
The buttons were behind Sana, and she just had to be leaning against it, giving no access for him to press.
He confusingly stares into Sana's eyes. Soon enough, a smile creeps on her lips, and he knows this all too well. They're messing around again.
“Level one. To the lobby.” He said, assuming that she wants to help him with it though he could tell it is otherwise.
“Say, please.” Sana said.
Zayn acted like he wasn't affected by it when he continued replying to his family's text messages. Truthfully, behind the relaxed face is a mind that is trying to figure out how to get away from the situation.
