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You flipped through the pages until you found today's date written at the upper-right, Tracing your fingers on the schedule to get everything in your brains, preparing what to tell to your boss once he was back at his room.

"Right. The Gala dinner." You said what's written.

Seeing a shadow walking on the hallway, you fixed your attire before following him and knocking on his office once he was inside.

He cleared his throat before he answered, "Come in."

Pushing the door slowly, you entered his office. As always, he already looked busy with his work when it's just 11 am.

"I think I should remind you that you'll have a Gala Dinner at 7 tonight." You said confidently. He stopped typing for a mere one second before he continued.

"We're leaving the office in five, I should get this done first. Is it enough for you to get ready?" He asked without leaving his eyes from the monitor.

"Get ready?" Your eyebrows furrowed.

"You're coming to the Gala, as well. Didn't you read the invitation? It clearly is written for two person." He replied coldly.

"Uh, yes. But–"

"Can you think of a name, whom should I go to the Gala with?"

"Uh..."

"Then you it is." He finished what he was typing with a hard click on the keyboard.

His sudden invitation left you speechless than you could only managed said a confused 'yes' before you left his office, back to your room, finishing your current saved work on Excel before shoving everything inside your purse and followed him down.

As always, he asked his driver to close the glass partition and stay quiet with his eyes focused on his phone. Probably replying all the important e-mails that sent straight from the higher ups to him.

The car was moving in constant speed through the shockingly empty road, heading to the shopping area where you could spot pretty much all of the high-end brands and sport cars parked comfortably at each side of the road.

"We're taking my suits first. Then we'll see what you'll have." He told you once the car stopped in front of three-storage tailor shop.

It was built with a classical architecture façade with two big windows merged into one, displaying two beautiful bespoke suits. A word 'House of Alexander' was stickered on the window with a deep green color and gold outlines.

You followed him out of the car, entering the shop that had a manly woody scent, which was perfect for a shop that was made for men who'd spent their time here to be measured and tried on some suits.

Another couple of suits were displayed along one side of the store once you're inside, while the other was where the racks with loads of fabrics were lining up side to side.

"Mr. Yoo." A girl with a perfectly ironed ivory suits called his name with a smile. "You're here early. I thought you'd come at three, like what we've promised." She said as she coming closer to both of you.

Kihyun responded to her smile. "My partner has to get ready, too." He glanced at you. He said it rather casually, meanwhile you're a bit startled by the word 'partner'.

Well, partner could also mean work-partner, right?

"Oh, that was very rude of me." She looked serious for a bit as she landed her eyes on you. "Welcome to our store, Ms,..." She squinted her eyes.

"Yoo." Kihyun stole your lines, before you could even spill your own last name. Both of the woman there, you and the worker, looked as startled.

"Right, Ms. Yoo." She acted polite again. The basic formality of working in such place.

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