"You're turning thirty next year and yet you still don't have a girlfriend," said Jisoo to herself in the mirror. Her bare face and messy hair right after waking up mirrored her exhaustion of the day, even when it just started.
It was the last day of the year. It was December 31st.
Kim Jisoo was a professional dietician who had handled tons of celebrities, politicians, conglomerates, and supervised the dieticians in most hospitals in Seoul. Her trustworthiness and responsibility were not to be doubted as she was very well respected, not only amongst dieticians and nutritionists but all of the medical boards, her clients, and even the ministry of health and welfare. She was not just beautiful, but brilliant and hardworking too as proven by her double doctorate degrees and her terrific career. There supposedly was no reason for her to be alone without a partner unless she wanted to, because she was such an eligible bachelorette, not to mention the countless properties, investments, and luxurious items she owned. But, she was alone, which partially could credit the time she had that was mostly used to work or have fun with her family and friends and sometimes alone.
"Give it up. You're married to your work," said Chaeyoung, her personal assistant and secretary. She walked in with no hesitation, as she knew that Jisoo could never scold her.
"Could you knock?" Jisoo was half shocked and half offended. "I'm having a private moment with myself."
"For what? Daily affirmations? It didn't really sound nice as one," replied Chaeyoung, snarkily smirking. "Also, the door was unlocked for some reason."
"That doesn't give you the rights to walk in."
Chaeyoung walked towards her boss. They then stood face to face, barely three inches between the two. Their eyes met, somehow instantly churning Jisoo's stomach and made her slightly blush. Chaeyoung's fingers delicately grasped Jisoo's shoulders, and her eyes started to wander around Jisoo's face and body which made Jisoo's knees sort of weak. "Yes, but you gave me the rights to walk in anytime I want to," commented Chaeyoung, firmly. "Also your morning breath stinks. Do you not brush your teeth everyday?"
Jisoo immediately ran to her bathroom. Chaeyoung just chuckled.
"I gave you a free pass to have your own holiday today. Why did you come?" Jisoo asked while brushing her teeth. Her cheeks may no longer be red, but her ears were still hot from the interaction before. Jisoo felt a tad bit odd, because the last time she felt this was years ago when she was a middle schooler when she had a crush on her friend's sister. "Do you miss me that bad?" Jisoo tried to tease Chaeyoung back, although when her words came out, it felt like her heart was also beating so fast.
"Partially, yes. But also I'm here to tell you that yesterday's reports are done and next week's meal planning for Seoul National Hospital is already in the trash bin... and that your client which is also your friend invited you to tonight's New Year's Eve party," said Chaeyoung.
"Who?"
"Jennie Kim and Lee Soo Hyuk. They're throwing a party at their penthouse," said Chaeyoung. "Your friend, Lisa from CJ Foods, also just confirmed she's invited as well."
"Sure, I have no where to go anyways. Are you coming as well?"
"Don't you think we come in a package deal of two? Yes, I'm coming with you," replied Chaeyoung. Her silky voice was intriguing Jisoo to keep conversing, even in the midst of brushing her teeth. "It's weird that Soohyuk and Jennie live together when they have no feelings for each other, don't you think?"
"Meh, properties are insanely expensive these days. A housemate is pretty nice for companion too," replied Jisoo quickly. "Although, I don't think those two actually don't like each other. They have such a natural chemistry when I saw those two crossed paths once in front of my office."
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