First Day

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It was the next morning that (Name) was woken up by the sound of Gun's distant alarm clock. She had spent the night on a couch that came no-where-near the level of comfortableness of her own, with Gun one room away. After thoroughly waking up, (Name) was able to get herself up off the couch. She could hear Gun shuffling around the bathroom, so she went over to look out on of the many floor-to-ceiling windows making up one of the apartment's walls.

She could hear the foot steps behind her, so she turned to face Gun. "It's good to see the second alarm got you up. I thought I might have to do it myself."

(Name)'s face tinted pink. "It must be habit. I normally set two alarms and get up at the second one. You get up pretty late compared to me for a work day you know. Normally I'm up at four in the morning. What time is it now? The sun's actually up before me for once, so it can't be too early".

"It's six and it's early for a lot of people, especially those who get to sleep at two in the morning. At least this tells me you're accustom to moving about at bizarre hours of the day which is convenient to know. It'll make me feel less bad for when I'll ask you to do things randomly".

(Name) rolled her (eye color) eyes playfully. "Well, if you'll excuse me I've got to get ready to start my first day as your assistant. I hope you don't mind if I wear bushiness casual; I've only got so many options right now". Gun waved her off.

"It doesn't matter to me what you wear, so long as you don't look like you just crawled out of bed. You seem awfully more comfortable around me than you were last night (Name)".

"I guess that's because we got the awkwardness out of the way last night, and from how you acted I have at least a little bit of an idea of how you are. After-all I've never spent the night at my boss's house. Not to mention before I even started working for them. I think we'll get along real easily".

     "I see.  I certainly hope you're correct in saying we'll get along.  Now hurry up.  We have places to go".

     "Aye aye!"

     Quickly getting ready for the day (Name) and Gun were able to leave at a decent time. Gun had told (Name) that they were going to meet his "ward" later in the day.  He said he was her bodyguard, and that they would be escorting her to Jae Won High School. There was a school event going on that the girl wanted to attend.

Picking up Miss. Crystal Choi, (Name) took notice to how pretty she was.  She could tell why she might need a bodyguard seeing as the girl could outshine any idol.  After Gun introduced the two women they all got in the car.  Crystal opted to ride in the back.

     On the way to the event Crystal started to talk to (Name).  "So, I didn't know Gun was getting an assistant.  What's he been having you do all day? Normally he's kind of a control freak with his personal stuff".

     (Name) gave a light chuckle and waved off any seriousness the conversation may have been moving towards.  "He's been with me the whole time today.  We've just gone and picked things up in a few places, aside from getting you.  It was nothing too difficult.  A nice outcome for my first day, so far, I'd say".

     The (hair type) could see Crystal nod through the rear view mirror. "I see.  How did you two meet anyway?"

     "We just happened to run into each other in Daejeon. I had been handling some trouble when he arrived, and asked if I would be interested in working for him. I didn't have anything else to do so I agreed".

Crystal seemed to accept the answer. (Name) figures she knew what types of stuff Gun did since she didn't question what the trouble was. It was that of the pretty teen could was too self centered to care, and was only trying to make small talk. It was only a few questions later that they all arrived at Jae Won High School.

The sky was a bright blue, but (Name) could heat some distress coming from the students inside the school event's gates. Walking behind Crystal like Gun did (Name) stayed to the girl's left side. She figured she was also supposed to act as a bodyguard like Gun did. Seeing all the looks Crystal got once she was inside the gates (Name) was happy with her decision.  Too many boys had their eyes on Crystal for her liking.

     The amount of eyes on Crystal only went up when she placed a bid at the school's slave auction.  She outbid another girl on a boy from the school's fashion department.  The bid reached five-thousand dollars so quickly the black haired girl had nearly everyone in shock.  (Name) knew she was rich, but that was a lot for her to even think about throwing away on something as silly as an auction.

Regardless of what (Name) thought inside it was Crystal's money to do with as she pleased, so she kept her thoughts to herself. The craziness didn't end after the boy was bought though as the three of them walked to the parking lot where things escalated quickly.

     The boy who Crystal had bought a date with ended up trying to grab her as she walked away.  Since Gun was told no one was to touch her he made quick in stopping the boy with his hold.  The kid looked shocked, but was able to break out of Gun's hold and got himself kicked onto the ground of the parking lot.  (Name) decided to stay close to Crystal as the situation went on.  It seemed as though the situation would wrap up soon though as Crystal got Gun to start heading back to the car.

     It would have been fine had another boy from the school, littered in tattoos, hadn't stepped up.  He came at Gun saying not to mess with the boy on the ground or he'd be messing with him too.  Gun was quick to pound his fist into the others face.  By how he stood it looked like the punch did no damage and he told Gun to take off his glasses so they could fight.  Without a second thought he did just that.  (Name) let out a sigh, as Crystal made a move to stop the fight.  She managed to succeed and get Gun to simmer down.

     Once Crystal was in the back of the car, and (Name) and Gun were about to get in front (Name) stopped him.  "You're almost an adult. As someone older than you, assistant or not, I feel the need to remind you of how much more trouble you can get into for fighting".

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