Razara's POV
As I looked back at my times as a high school girl, I remembered hating the one thing that always came around every academic year, project term. As the girls in my class dreaded this term, our teachers told us the reason why we had to do it every term. The teacher quoted " This would be able to help you in the real world. There may be some people that can work well, be good to you, there may be even some people that are down right stubborn and lazy. This would help you top build up your skills and be able to cooperate with people even more."
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In the present, I am 22 years old, I live in a nice apartment that is not far from my workplace in Japan and I am working as a full time drawer at one of the biggest anime studios in the world, R.M Entertainment. Ever since I was in school, it was my biggest dream to pursure my artistic skills and work in the anime industry. That is the good part of the part.
But the bad part is the type of boss that runs the drawing section of the studio.
And that name goes by the most horrible person:
Kim Taehyung.
Ever since Mr. Kim, who was the former head for the drawing section, died, his son, Kim Taehyung, took over the section and made my life a living hell. Because of his appearance in the company, there are a lot more fangirls that stand outside every evening at 6pm, to see Mr. Kim walk out of the company building.
I don't get why is he so popular,they don't have to deal with his rude behaviour in the daytime.
I entered into the office and saw most of my coworkers by their desks, either drawing, talking or eating their food to to satisfy their hungry needs.
I sat down by my desk, only to be disturbed by a tall figure that hovered over my desk and placed a whole stack of papers. The figure's smooth, silver hair covered the dangerous orbs that were not in my sight.
"Morning Mr. Kim, " I told him with confusion in my face.
" What are all these papers for?"
"Well...." He started off, " The new anime's drawings have to be done by next week Monday and the people that were in charge of his job complained to me and threatened to sue me for giving them so much work. So, I'm leaving you in charge of this." He finished off with his serious tone and a blank face.
I stared at him with big, bulging eyes as I saw a heap of papers that reached almost 30 centimeters in height right in front of me.
"Mr. Kim, I have a lot of work to do this weekend on one of the mangas that have to be printed by the end of this week and I have a lot of duties too. Isn't there anyone else that would be able to do it INSTEAD of me?" I pleaded.
" You were the only one available so...do the job. Get it done by Monday, " Mr. Kim hastened and he went back to his office, disappearing from the scene. Was that a smirk I saw on his face?
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4:00pm
"Oh my goddd...!" I groaned as I put my hands on my head, pulling some of my hair out.
"What's wrong?" I felt as a hand was rubbing my back. The sweet voice came from my friend Swarren.
"It's nothing. That jerk of a boss came back at me with a handful of work for me to do AGAIN" I complained.
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BTS One Shots
FanfictionA Book filled with random BTS one shots featuring all the members. Includes ship one shots too.