(C) [TWICE - MiNayeon] The Heartless and The Romantic

The Queen and The Servant

----Mina's POV----

Beep Beep! Beep Beep! I awoke to the sound of my alarm clock blaring on my bed-side table. Realizing this, I quickly slapped the object in hopes of the noises to stop. BEEP BEEP! BEEP BEEP! "Ahh wae!!" I groaned, sitting up, struggling to pull the chord out of the socket. I then rubbed my face to wake myself up,

"Ok now that we're awake why don't we check some messages??" I got up from my bed, while picking up the phone that sat beside the now, abused alarm clock.

//Notifications// 3 Unread messages

Elf-eared Supervisor: Myoui Mina, you are now hereby dismissed from your job as the janitor in KBS building, come and pick up your last cheque at 11 this morning. If you even wake up in time.

Ahh they'll regret this, they will. After groaning a bit more, I then opened the other unread messages,

Unknown Number: YAH! Hurry up and get to the KBS Building! I need you to run some errands for me!

Me: Arasseo! (Ok) I have to stop by and get my cheque anyways, by the way, my name is Mina.

I then came to the realization that I never gave Nayeon my phone number, or her manager. Out of curiosity I texted,

Me: Hey....How did you get my phone number??

Less than a minute later, the text read after mine,

Unknown Number: I have people who find out. Now don't be late or else who knows what I might make you do.

First day of hell! Okay, let's do this. I wanted to make a new impression from the one that I gave yesterday, the kind that says, "I don't care about any of this, but I'm a hardworker." I wore numerous different outfits until I finally settled with black combat boots, paired with black high-waisted, knee-ripped jeans. Accompanying that, I wore a loose white t-shirt, and tucked the front in my pants, to create a high-low effect, and to pair it off, I wore a moccasin-colored long coat. And with that, I headed out my apartment door.

-----Nayeon's POV----

"First day for our servant, should we take it easy on her??" I thought, while sipping from the straw of my dark iced coffee. There I was sitting inside a coffe house, looking outside the window, it was a scenery of couples, their arms intertwined with one another. That must be nice. I then opened my sketchbook, and began to sketch the scenery. Sketching was more of my hobby in my spare time, it relieves stress from my career, it makes me feel somewhat normal. You could say that I love drawing different images more than I love singing. Now don't get me wrong, I loved to sing, but over the years, after the fame and fortune, it just all became a job, nothing more, nothing less.

I continued to sketch my drawing, until a dark shadow blocked the sunlight directed to me. I looked up to see a female in a middle school uniform,

"Unnie! Sorry for interrupting you, but I'm such a great fan!" The middle school student began, "Can you sign this for me??"

I took off the big sunglasses that were supposed to make me unrecognizable --I guess it didn't work-- and took the pen from her hand, "Your name is....?"

"Park Jisoo" She answered, enunciating each syllable.

"To Park Jisoo, thank you for being such a great fan. Please support and give more love to unnie in the near future! Fighting! Good luck in your studies" I wrote on the piece of paper,