I am Byong Ki-soo, from Seoul, South Korea. I applied for a writers' internship at an entertainment company, though I ended up being the secretary for this super hot, jerk. Even though he was a jerk, he somehow still got to me, and I started liking...
I threw on my favorite pair of jeans with fleece on the inside, and a nice shirt. Like I said 'Professional my ass!'
I grabbed my purse, and my Hangul-English Dictionary, I decided to let Mia borrow it, her Hangul is getting worse and worse.
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(My ID PIC!)
I remembered today, 6th floor, long freaking hallway, lots of kpop stars, then Dumb boss room.
I walked in and I say a familiar position.
Are you serious? He staring out the window! 다시!
"안녕하세요,경." I said cheerfully, and bowed.
"안녕하세요," He replied distantly, still staring out the window."How are you?"
"I am fine, did you sleep well?" I continued.
"No. Why do you even care." He said angry. He began approaching me, I closed my eyes, I think....I'm afraid of him. He grabbed his coat sitting on the chair, and stormed out.
" What have you done?!" He yelled.
"OOOkay. That was interesting." I peeked out the door, and look around for Mister Gyong. "Gyong," He looked up.
"뭐요?"
"What's wrong with Mr.Eun?" I asked eagerly.
"I do not know, but when he came in he was yelling 'She didn't even care.' There was a lot of words thrown around."
My eyes went wide. I looked down, there goes my ringing phone.
"네, 여보세요." I said nervously.
"Watch your step!" Call ended.
"What!?" I exclaimed.
Mia
"Well, do you know who did it?" She asked.
"No! I wish,"I continued typing. Then stopped, and slouched."He seemed worried." I sighed.
"Why would he be worried?"She asked me.
"I don't know," I saw through the glass wall him approaching."Probably gonna find out."
He opened the door. "Intern Byong!"He raised his hand.
I closed my lap top, and stuck it under my arm;and began approaching.
"빨리와!"He insisted.
"예! 예!" 나는 대답했다.He held the door for me, such a gentlemen. I thought.
