Hatred

Chapter 8

My alarm rang, like every morning. I had to wake up, to get dressed, to eat, to go to work, like every morning.

But I doubt I’ll have a day like every other days of my life.

Yes. That’s probably the last day  I’ll be free and I’ll wont have to face any problem.

Anyway, that’s my decision. I have no choice but to handle it for a while. Who knows, it will probably end one day. It has to end one day.

I finally got up and went to the kitchen. I ate pancakes like always, then went to my room again in order to get dressed.

I wasn't in the mood to ask myself if I look good or not. Anyway, Namjoon and the other members are all liking me, so I don’t need to pay attention to my clothes anymore.

Well, not all the members like me. But I couldn’t care less about this child.

Child with whom I’ll have to work.

Let’s not think about it now. I put my headphones and started playing some songs. Then I walked toward my workplace.

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Time skip

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After a little walk of 20 minutes, I arrived where I wanted to go. The song that I was listening to wasn’t finished, but I still took off my headphones in order to be respectful toward the people that I’ll meet on my way to the studio.

Yeah, respect is something important for me, even if I have to agree with the fact that Mr Min don’t deserve my respect at all. He’s what I could call “the exception that prove the rule”. Quite a long nickname, but it fit him very well.

Should I call him like that ??

No, “child” is better. Shorter and better.

Anyway, I finished in front of the studio and opened the door. To my great surprise, there wasn’t anybody in the room. Did I came too early ??

I looked at my watch. 7:58 am. Not early enough to be here before him.

Maybe he’s a meeting today, I asked myself.

Now that I remember, he’s an interview at 8:30 am, that will probably end around 9 am. Which means that he’ll be here in one and a quarter hour. Yaaaay I’ll be free for a moment !!

I sighed in relief and made my way for my desk. I put my things on the table and started to work.

Even if I’m only working here for five days, I think I’m already doing a good job. I’m fast, I understand my work well... In one word, I’m efficient.

While answering my mails, I noticed that my phone was in Airplane mode, so I decided to disable it just in case a professional call me.

At that moment my phone started to rang once. Then a second time. A third time. I stopped counting them since I was just trying to put the mute mode in order to make the vibration stop.