A short wrinkled, old man with a large square head stares at a long schedule and points at a name. "Dru! She is late!" He impatiently looks at the clock as the red hand ticks and then tocks and so forth. The man's face fills with deep red rage and he snaps the pencil in his hand roughly in half. A little while later Dru walks in. Her clothing messily put on and her jacket hanging on one arm. She takes out her earphones and places them along with her phone inside her pockets. A look of unease and intimidation is seen on her face as she walks up to the man staring at her with displeasure. "I missed the first bus. It was going by me and-", The man crumples the paper on the desk. "How dare you! How dare you come so late! Nearly twenty five percent of the time you have worked for me this year you've arrived late!"
The old man calms himself down and puts on a fake smile. "I had a placement booked for the ahjumma to work as a house maid but she canceled on me at the last minute. You are the substitute. The caller wanted me to have an old lady working for the job and I have not met this criteria. I will secretly not tell them there will be a younger worker or else they may not pay us or refuse to give the job. It is very important that you keep the house owners identity a secret and not mess around. Any complaints from them and you are fired immediately! Understood? Here is the location off you go now." The old man hands Dru a paper with an address on and information about work hours and when it is break time. He grabs her shoulders and turns her around forcing her out the door and then shutting it behind her. A confused Dru stands there staring at the dark words on the paper. She makes her way to a bus stop and gets on the first bus that comes to sight. After a small walk into a quiet neighborhood the right house is found. The place has a modern exterior with large glass windows and a cozy balcony. Dru walks towards the place and knocks on the door. No one answers. She finds that the door had already been left open and hesitantly walks in. "Hello! Housekeeping! Anyone home?" There is still no answer. "Why would you call me in and not be at home yourself? So weird." Dru thinks to herself. She skims through the long list of household chores that had been given to her by the old man. She starts from the first duty and begins to get busy at work.
A while later outside the house a black van is parked. Onew walks out first. "I presume this is the new house we will be staying in for our new album activities. Not bad! I like it." The rest of the members follow along and some are left behind getting their luggage out the back. Key strolls into the house first and stops at a halt, he hides behind a wall and turns his head to see a girl's back facing him. Key quickly runs out and whispers to Onew. "Hyung there is a crazy fan-girl inside! What shall we do?" The members walks in together and creep up behind her. Minho speaks in a firm and strict tone. "What the hell are you doing sneaking into someone's house! There is such thing as privacy you know? I will call my manager." Minho gets his phone out and puts it close to his ear. Dru turns to look at them. All the members pause along with Dru as their eyes meet. For a long minute that felt like a century of silence, a freeze frame is created in the room. The manager is speaking on the other end and the whole room is able to hear since the speaker is on. "Oh! I forgot to tell you guys. I recruited a new housekeeper from my old friend who hires people. She should have arrived in the morning, treat her well and keep an eye on her. She has to work diligently and complete all the house chores. Okay I will call you later I'm busy." The manager hangs up leaving Minho speechless. A surprised Dru blurts out her thoughts. "I must be dreaming right now."
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A Beautiful Night's View (part 2)
FanfictionA suspicious man wearing dark clothing and face mask walks down a university campus late at night. His shadow is seen each time he passes the night lights spread out at a distance, lighting the way under the dark sky. He passes a few bare branched a...
