Jailed

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The neatly stitched uniform for the waitresses consisted of a sharp contrast of black and maroon, embellished with a big maroon silk ribbon tied at the center of the accentuated waist that lead to a knee length skirt. A huge bow, just like the one on her waist tied her silky black hair.

As yn looked at herself in the small mirror of the staff room, she realized that it was the fanciest she's dressed up her entire life. And considering how it's just a uniform made her even laugh a little.

The owner of the restaurant for some unfound reasons specifically concentrated on having prettier faces around the customers.

Yn felt like it was the same as having pretty bar hostesses.

Something she might be too embarrassed to mouth out loud.

Taking the small notebook, she started walking towards her designated table. It's her first time visiting the top floor of the building.

And Oh God, how she wishes she would've seen this place earlier.

Because just as the elevator door opened, she found herself in a whole new world blinded by all the glimmering crystals and chandeliers that enlightened her sight.

Her feet stepped over the plush red carpet, as she walked closer to the only table at the center of the hall, completely distracted by the beauty of her surrounding.

Everything was somewhat extra lavish today.

And just by seeing it all, she could guess that the person she was about to take an order of was no ordinary person.

To her right side were tens of guards every step she took, while to her left was the door to the master kitchen for their VVIPs having the best chefs of the country prepare the meal for their special guests.

Jungkook was just an assistant chef. The possibility of him being in this kitchen were very thin. He might still be working on the ground floor yet, getting scolded by the senior chef for talking back to the manager earlier....

For her.

She'll definitely thank him for this later.

Her lips stayed stretched in a professional smile as she stopped by the table, with the man's back towards herself while the woman accompanying him facing her.

Their table undoubtedly provided the most scenic view of the entire city due to the wall length window to their side. Besides that, the comfort, luxury and privacy were an absolute given.

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