Author pov:
“Sometimes people from two worlds apart seem like a person you've known for years.
Not because you really do know them ,
It's just because they give you the reason to remember them , always.”
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"For God's sake , tae. At least consider it." Kim Yoo-jung , a 24 year old young lady said to her best friend through her gritting teeth as she followed him hot on his tails all around the corridor of their office giving a good show to their employees.
"And for fuck's sake yiyi why can't you let me be." Taehyung retorted back , his nose flaring in rage as he pushed open the door of his office room and walked over to his desk made of teak only to slap his hand over it. "Stop being a stubborn kid , you brat. Our company needs this , it's a great opportunity."
Yoo-jung replied with the same energy as she matched her eyes with her best friend. "No we are not going back to Korea and that's it. No more discussion." Hearing the stubborn words of the angel like , looking man in front of her , her eyes twitched in frustration. "Fine let's make a deal. If you consider this contract genuinely then I'd never force you to do anything you don't want , especially in Korea."
Taehyung for a while halted at his place as he processed her words carefully giving a thought for once. However , his answer remained the same. "My answer is still a no." Yoo-jung let out a frustrated sigh before walking up to him and pulling him to stand straight as she made him look at her.
"Taehyung , listen carefully. Mirage needs this contract anyhow. It's been months since we planned any such events as big as this and it will be a great opportunity to make up for the losses. Please understand." Seeing the face of his best friend this close to his eyes who was on the verge of crying as she clung on him by grabbing his jacket , Taehyung's eyes burned. Burned with rage.
"Okay fine , stop with your daily soap and please take this face ten feet away from me I barely handle it in a two hand distance I felt like dying." Taehyung mocked Yoo-jung who rolled her eyes but nonetheless she hugged him in excitement , who pushed her away playfully only to have her jump on his back.
"You bitch. Just say you can't afford this face." Yoo-jung sassed taehyung who rolled his eyes and carried his best friend on his back. Walking out of his cabin taehyung made his way to the elevator with Yoo-jung still clinging onto him like a leech while all the other employees smiled seeing their banter.
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Good morning people , you're watching the news in focus with me , Lee Hyung. I'll present to you about the hot news for today. The famous businessman Mr Han Hae-jung is going to join hands with the Jeon's officially on Saturday. This Collab might bring the new era of automobiles—
The distant noise of the new channel playing on the tv in the living area was heard. As the news tells about the so-called legendary collaboration of the Han's with the Jeon's which made the man who is working in the kitchen roll his eyes.
"Shut the fuck up already." The man muttered under his breath as he wiped off his hand on the apron before unfastening it from his figure and hanging it on the rack. His ears listening to the shits sprouted by the reporter though his focus solely remained on his work.
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