Internship with Pentagon

Pentagon

After the awkward conversation of how Yuto and I had already met, everything went smoothly. The members were very kind and polite and didn't have to do many things. Mr. Lee came back about twenty minutes before they were supposed to go on and apologized for his absence. He was very pleased with me and how I aided the members even though they are very low maintenance. He even told me he wouldn't mind me working under him again, which according to Kino, is a big deal.

Before I had left, I tried to give Yuto his jacket back, but he refused after he found out that I didn't have another one with me. I thanked him for his kindness and generosity and then told the rest of them goodbye. Hui told me that he enjoyed having me around and that he hopes I run into them again. The rest of them just nodded in agreement.

Now, I'm back at the dorm in my pj's and sitting on the couch. I called my mom on messenger and she answered almost imminently which is rare for her.

"Hey, mom" I didn't even realize that I had greeted her in Korean.

"Clair, English please," my mom said.

"Oh, sorry mom. Sometimes it's hard switching languages." I reply with a small giggle. "Anyways, my first day went well. The people I worked for were really nice."

"Really? That's awesome! I'm so proud of you?"

"Do you remember the K-pop group I told you and dad about?" I was genuinely curious to see if she ever paid attention to me when I talked about this stuff.

"Um, are you talking about BTS?" Yep, she did. BTS is my favorite K-pop group.

"No, the other one. The one I started listening to my senior year of high school." There was a silent pause as she was trying to remember.

"Oh! Are you talking about Pentagon?" 

"Yep. I actually worked with them today. It was pretty cool. I was even able to keep my composure." I stated proudly.

"Wow. Good job. I'm surprised you didn't ruin the job for yourself." Wow. Thanks, mom.

"Nope. I did great." I left out the part of running into Yuto. Not for any particular reason. I just didn't think it was that important.

"Well, That's great honey. Your dad and I are very proud of you and we miss you so much! Please stay safe!" 

"I will, mom. Don't worry about me too much." 

"Alrighty, well, I'll let you go now. I have to go cook breakfast for your father and your brother." Instant irritation hits me as my mom mentions my brother.

"Why is he there?" I ask, clearly indicating my displeasure through my tone.

"Clair, just leave it be. His girlfriend kicked him out because they've been fighting. It's only temporary." She says in his defense.

"It's been 'temporary' since he graduated high school and he's three years older than me." I know I'm being rude, but we've had this conversation so many times that it's basically scripted at this point. "Whatever. I don't want to go through this again. I have to get ready for bed. Goodnight, or well, good morning for you. I love you."

I hear a defeated sigh at the other end of the line. "I love you too, sweetie. I'll talk to you later." With that, the conversation was over. I threw my phone on the bed and went to take a shower.

After a long, hot, relaxing shower, I finally get ready for bed. As I'm brushing my teeth, I check my phone and notice I have a message from my boss. 

'Tomorrow you will go to Cube Entertainment. They will tell you what you will be doing there. From my understanding that is where you will be spending the rest of your time here. You must have made a good impression yesterday. Good job. Keep it up.' 

I  replied with a simple 'Okay. Thank you' and headed for bed.