Myoui Mina. A heiress to the most successful business in all of Japan and Korea, almost got robbed by Son Chaeyoung, a struggling girl that has experienced the harshness of life. Their paths crossed in a seemingly wrong way as Mina caught Chaeyoung...
"Wake up! Wake up!", I heard being repeated to me.
"Just 5 more minutes, Mom", I pleaded
"What? Don't call me that. Just wake up, now.", the voice commands
Huh?
I forced myself to slowly wake up. I opened my eyes to see the voice that had interrupted my sleep. It was the girl with big round eyes. Jihyo, from what I could remember.
Wait, what?!
I quickly got up from the bed I slept in. Oh, yeah. I remember now. I'm literally a slav-, an assistant, by contract.
Jihyo hands me a towel, soap and shampoo, and the school uniform.
I then tiredly walked to the bathroom. I washed my eyes that feel bloated, probably from all the crying I did last night.
Before I could even finish taking my bath I could already hear Jihyo telling me to hurry on over to Mina's room. I quickly washed all the soap away and dried up then I wore the school uniform that was given to me.
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There's so much to wear. I hear Jihyo calling for me one more time so I didn't get the chance to wear everything properly. My blazer got all crumpled and the tie over my white longsleeves isn't even tied properly, not that I know how to tie one anyways.
I then arrived at Mina's room. I gave myself some time to take in the room I just entered. This is how I imagine a room of a princess would look like. Her own chandelier, a king size be-
"Hey! I'm ordering you to do something!", I heared Mina shout at me.
I look at her angrily. "What is it.", I blankly asked.
"Treat me with respect, you bitch.", she sassily tells me
I grit my teeth. "Just tell me what to do."
"Organize my bag. My books are scattered all around my room, there's 10 in total.", she ordered
It took me about 5 minutes to find all her books. Everything she has is well organized, so how the hell is her school stuff so messy?
"Took you long enough.", she coldly stated.
"Maybe if you actually studied in an organized manner your shit wouldn't be scattered all over the place.", I responded as I zipped her bag and hand it to her.
"I just told you to treat me with respect! From now on, you will talk to me formally and I want you to call me Ms. Myoui now.", she hisses.
"I thought you didn't like being called Ms Myoui?"
"You're too inferior to call me Mina."
I didn't say anything in return. I just took her bag to the Lamborghini I heared getting started up. Jihyo hands me a different bag telling me its mine.
