Beep. Beep. Beep
I unwillingly rolled over to the side of the bed where my alarm clock was. I grabbed the clock, and tiredly opened my eyes. I grunted for it was only 8am. Knowing I have to get up soon. I slam the clock down onto the table, and fell asleep in that position.
"JUNG BYEON"
I shot my eyes open, and quickly sat up. But because of the position I was in, I fell off the bed instead. Tangled in my blanket, my bedroom door flew open.
"Jung Byeon. Why are you still in bed?" My mother said, holding a spatula in one hand and the other on her hip. She looks at me, and question me why I am on the floor again.
"Eomma, what time is it?" I ask in my sleepy voice. I rub my eyes and walk towards my mother. I wrap my arms around her shoulder from the side, and laid my head on her shoulder.
"It's 8:30. Now go get ready, breakfast is almost done," she said.
"Eomma, what's that smell?" I said scrunching my nose, for the smell was unpleasant.
"Ya! The eggs!" My mom slightly jumped from her position and hurried downstairs.
I dragged my feet to the bathroom and started to brush my teeth. After I was done with my business in the restroom, I walked to my closet and searched for an outfit. I decided to go with a maroon cut out choker cold shoulder and a pair of jeans. I checked the time on my clock, currently 8:48am. In a hurry, I slipped my phone into my back pocket and grabbed the pair of earrings and necklace I wanted. Along the way down stairs, I slip on the accessories I grabbed.
Quickly going down the stairs, I rush to the dinning table. I bid my mother and father a 'good morning' and sat down.
"So Byeo-ha, today will be your first day working at my company. I know this may be hard for you since it is your first time working in such a condition. But don't worry too much," he said reassuring me.
"I'll try," I said. Not feeling enthusiastic at all.
After breakfast, I left with my dad and off we went to the company. I studied in England throughout my high school years, and just came back a few months ago. My father stepped out first, with me following along. As we walk through the doors, I could feel the stares from others and the faint whispers. I tried to ignore it for it probably could have been about something else. But I'm 95% sure it's probably about me. Plus, who wouldn't talk about the new girl?
I stood next to my father in the elevator as we went up. When we got off, he send his PA to take me to my office because he has a meeting to attend. We bid a 'goodbye' , and went our separate ways.
I walked into my office in 'wow' as I look at how organized everything are. I place my purse down onto the table, and sat down on the chair.
"Ooo it's spiny!" Sometimes I feel so childish. I spin around the chair for a couple of times until I heard a knock. I straighten my shirt and sat up straight.
"Come in," I called out.The door slowly open, revealing my father's PA. He walk towards my desk and hands me a card. "This is your ID card. From now on, you are officially apart of the Jung Industry." He said as his eyes disappeared when he smiles while clapping. I feel so welcomed!
"I-uh.. thank you." That's all I could say. There was an awkward silence surrounding the room. I didn't dare to move or look anywhere. I kind of just stared at my ID.
"I guess... I'll be going," he said and turn towards the door.
"Wait! I haven't got your name yet!" I said, trying to catch him before he leaves.
He turns back and winks, "Park Jimin," and left. Redness rushed towards my cheek as I stood dumbfounded at his action.
For the first few hours, I kind of just stared at the ceiling or spin around the desk. Other times, I would doodle on the notepad or look through my glass window; watching the workers pass by. Nobody came to assign me something to do, so I was kind of left alone in my office. There was a rule in the company that states employees shouldn't be using their cellphone unless given permission. So going through social medias was out on my list.
As I was trying to balance a pen on my lip, my door suddenly open. Jimin comes in and laughs at me as I quickly place the pen onto the table. "Here are the files your father wants me to give you. He wants you to print another set of copies of these files. Please hand the files to the CEO when you're done." He informed me.
"Um where's the CEO's office?" I know my father is the Chairman of this company, but I've never met the CEO before. Nor have my father mention who he or she was.
"He's the office right next to your's" Jimin said. "Well I have other stuff to do. I guess I'll see you later," he smiled and left. Well I gotta admit, he was pretty cute.
I took the files on my table and went into the work room. As I was standing there, waiting for the copy machine to do its thing. I heard whispers of others around me.
"Who is she?"
"How can she get a position so high just because she's the Chairman's daughter?"
"Ugh, I hate her already."
"Woah, she's so pretty!"
"This is so unfair!"
"She probably doesn't even know what she's doing."
"We work so hard to get our spot, but she can come in and easily get whatever she wants."
Majority of the comments I heard were negative, but I didn't let them get to me. When I was done, I gripped hard onto the files and left. I'm gonna prove my abilities to them, I thought to myself.
I walked to the room next to mine and knocked on the door. I didn't hear a response so I knocked again. But there was still nothing. So I slowly turned the door knob, and slightly ajar the door open.
"Did I ask for your entrance?" The cold unknown voice spoke. The sound of the keyboards being pushed was all I could hear.
I rolled my eyes, thinking it's one of those kind of people. A workaholic. I didn't take in his words and just pushed through the door open. His eyes were focused on the computer screen, not acknowledging me. I shoved the files in front of his face because I was getting annoyed. "Here," was all I said. But I still got no responds.
I squint my eyes at him, and threw the files down onto his table and left. I looked at his name tag that was displayed on his desk; Jeon Jungkook.
5/7/17
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FanfictionIn which you have a conversation with an unknown person. But the question is who's on the other side of the phone? 5/7/17 『unedited』