"I can do this." Jisung chanted his mantra to himself as the elevator doors opened to floor 12. Baring one of his best dress shirts and pair of khakis along with his old band shoes (in his defense they looked new and still fit) he entered the floor and stood in front of his new bosses office. The glass doors were thick enough to where you couldn't see through it clearly but enough to where you could see silhouettes of who or whatever was in it.
"Uh, Sir?" One knock.
"It's Jisung." Two knocks.
"The one from yesterday that you hired." Three knocks.
One of the doors swing open and there stands Lee Minho, a disgusting expression on his face as he looks at Jisung's outfit.
"One, never wear khakis here ever again or I will fire you. Two, call me Mr.Lee. Three, I want coffee, four sugars and four creams." Jisung stood there, baffled at his bosses demeanor.
"Yes. Mr.Lee." With that Jisung scrambled off to the coffee pot, grabbing a cup only to feel someone else's hand. Looking up he matched eyes with a young woman, her honey dew colored eyes making Jisung let go of the cup.
"S-Sorry. Have it." The woman gladly grabbed the cup and poured herself a cup of coffee and walking off. Grabbing the next cup he poured in some coffee, adding the correct amount of cream and sugar, then stirring.
"Mr.Lee? I have your coffee." Opening the door after being called in Jisung sat the cup down and stood awkwardly, watching as his boss took a sip of his drink.
"I need you to sort these files in alphabetical order and then have it organized by color of the tab." Dropping a stack of files on his desk Jisung's eyes widened.
"Y-Yes Mr.Lee."
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Ramè || MINSUNG
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] Ramè: (n) something that is both chaotic and joyful at the same time -- Jisung gets a job as an assistant for the notorious Lee Minho but ends up getting more than he bargained for
