After arriving at your assigned police station, you entered the halls, making your way to the chief's office.
You knocked, entering after hearing a 'come in'. You immediately saluted face to face. It was the same routine, again. You tucked a strand of hair falling on yoyr face behind your ear to ensure your tidiness.
"The van will be arriving shortly. And I see you've packed a... bit of stuff." The inspector smiled. "We'll be missing you Park."
"I'll be missing my normal duty too... but there's no turning back. I'll miss you, chief." "Your father told me to keep you safe-" "My father told me to love my duty as a policewoman before he died." "Very well then." You saluted once again, knowing that it would be the last time you could do so, the last time you would see your office mates, the last time you would see the police station you served in after your father's.
You walked out, trying to fight a tear threatening to fall. A van arrived shortly after you waited. You fixed your posture much more this time, showing authorization. In the entrance entered seven men, all had dark colored hair, but some of them had highlights.
One stood up the most in your sight though, his hair was black, but they were longer by the nape of his neck. A mullet.
You could hear your co-police women whispering to each other, gushing like there's no tomorrow. The members looked like normal korean men to you, the only difference was they had fans and they were famous.
You inched towards them as they all looked at you one by one. All had different reactions- one had a big smile and was waving vigorously, another had a serious expression, some had small, warm, welcoming smiles, but another caught your attention. That one had a smirk plastered on his lips.
You had a strict, expression on your face as you introduced yourself, "I am Corporal Park, SPO4 of the Seoul Police Station One. I am going to be your official body guard."
"She seems like my strict teacher in high school." "As from what I know, you demanded an actual police officer to be your body guard, and here I am, standing before you."
"She's a girl," one mutters, but you can clearly hear it. "Don't I look like one?"
The one who spoke bowed his head down, giving a long, silent pause. He then responds, "I'm not a sexist. Our manager told us our body guard will be a guy." You crossed your arms. "I see."
Your chief then entered the scene. You knew their names and their faces as well as their positions, even if they looked alike in first glance according to your perspective. "Sirs, yes. She's a female, but her skills are more superior than any other officer here."
"We'd like to see." one with black, crimped, wavy hair said. The chief looked your way. "It's okay, chief. Let me show them why you gave me this rank."
You and the chief led them to the shooting range room. You put on your ear and eye protection gear, handing the same to the other seven who wanted to see.
You took a deep breath as you loaded the practicing pistol. You took a deep breath as you aimed. You demanded the targets to be moving, so there was a bit more challenge. You released each bullet in a mere second, leaving the seven in astonishment. As soon as you finished, you were proud.
You scored a bullseye on all your targets. You removed your protective gear, crossing your arms again as you looked strictly at their jaws dropped.
"Swag." "You underestimated her, hyung." "Yeah. She's even better at aiming than you, Jungkookie." There were more comments, but it stopped when the tallest, you assumed, spoke. "Okay. You've proven yourself enough. I'm apologising on behalf of the others who underestimated you."
"You're in."
You rode with them in their van. The vehicle was spacious, so you could see each member clearly. Along the front and the backmost part were men which you assumed to be their other body guards. Next to you were two women that looked like celebrities in your opinion.
One was blonde and the other rocked a burgundy kind of shade. You thought starting up a conversation would be the best way to continuously break the silence.
"So, where are we up to?" You asked in a curious but straightforward voice. "Currently, we're heading to Big Hit's studio. Bangtan needs to record their song 'Magic Shop' so it may be released as soon as possible."
"Okay. Thanks for telling me." "Not a problem. By the way, I'm Eun Hae. I'm BTS' stylist." She held out her hand. You shook it gently. "I'm Corporal Park, Senior Police Officer No. 4 of Seoul Police Station One. Please call me Y/N."
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Author's note
Btw, this is from the FAKE LOVE era. And, just in case you don't know, SPO stands for Senior Police Officer. It's not the highest ranking of all but I think #4 is the highest among all Senior Police Officers.
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