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Chapter 16

"You. Are you Rosè?" He asked.

"And you? Your name is Jungkook?" I asked.

"Wasn't it Jungkook-shi a minute ago?"

"It was until I saw your face" I groaned.

"Wah! How can you be so rude to me? Do you know who I am?" He seemed offended.

"Just a mere second manger of BTS" I rolled my eyes "Without BTS, you'd be just a stalker of mine"

"I'm not a stalker" he defended himself "The only reason I called you last time was because you mistook me for a beggar. And I'm not the manager of BTS"

"So what if I mistook you for a beggar? I don't think it's too big of an issue to follow me all the way till Korea"

"It hurts my pride. Now you have buried my reputation. First, a beggar then a manager and now a stalker." he continued to defend himself "Plus, I was in Australia just for a week. I was born and brought up in Korea. So you're the one who followed me"

"Whatever" I decided to draw the white flag "Take a seat. I'll do you makeup"

"Hope you don't toss some acid on my face" he read my intentions.

He sat down. I scanned his face deciding what products I should use. He had an undeniable handsome face. Disregarding his attitude and ego, he looked like a nice person.

"God knows why a manger needs to apply make up" I mumbled under my breath.

"I can hear you" he said loudly "Plus, I'm not a manager. I am a member of BTS"

"You wish" I laughed.

"Really!" He got off his chair.

"Fine fine. I believe you" I said in a tone filled with sarcasm. I already watched BTS' video. They have six members not seven. There is no way I'm buying the story of this sick man.

"You. You" he stuttered "Your unbelievable. Haven't you watched any videos of BTS or listened to any song"

"I have. BTS is a group which comprises of six boy beautiful both inside out. Which means you fail to meet the criteria" I pushed him back to his seat.

"You wait a minute" he checked his pocket "You're lucky the manager has my phone. I would have provided evidence"

"Nice excuse but better luck next time" I mentally face palmed him.

"Anyways. I'm done" I put down all the products "We should get going. We are already so late because of our useless bicker. I don't want to get fired on my first day of the job"

We entered the black minivan. Jungkook and I sat parallel, facing each other. He helped me lift all the box and clothes despite our hatred towards each other. We took our seat and the van was on a move.

I should thank him. Even though I hate him I'm not going to stoop down to his level. "Thanks" I said softly hoping he didn't hear it.

"Pardon?" He smirked "I don't think I heard you well"

"Thanks!" I yelled.

"Oh! You're welcome" he said with pride.

"Evil little..." I cursed. Before I could complete my sentence the car made a sharp turn.