Straight Outta DBZ | m.yg

Chapter 43

I just realized I've been calling it "business school" but what I meant was that Dahye and Hoseok and Yoongi and all those peeps had been majoring/majored in business. I'm not gonna change it but that's just my heads up.

Time Skip

I wanted to throw my desktop at a wall.

Everything was just clouding my head like little tiny insects trying to chew out my brains.

Me being me, I drowned myself in pounds and pounds of work to take my mind off of the Yoongi situation.

What others may see as "the CEO is stressed out" is more like "the CEO wants to hide in a corner and cry for twelve hours."

I massaged my temples, trying to ease the tight tension in my everywhere.(Can I just say that I relate to this statement on a daily basis. I've never written or said anything more relatable)

My work phone started ringing, so I had to stop my wallowing to answer it, although I was super close to chucking the line at a wall.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Ma'am, the toy company is here to discuss the premises of your deal."

I mentally facepalmed, "Thanks Lee. Tell them I'll be right over."

I stood up and smoothed out my skirt. I dragged my feet to the discussion room. On the way there my dad tried to give me a reassuring hug, but my mind was all over the place. Scrambled eggs could never be as scrambled as my brain was.

Somehow my body managed to saunter into the room and will an exasperated but not obvious sigh I said, "Welcome! Let's get started right away!"

Time Skip

After that dreadfully boring meeting, I was back to drowning myself in work. Every second that passed by as a second that descended me closer to madness. I wanted to scream, I was so frustrated.

My phone started ringing again.

"Yes?" I said informally.

"Uh Miss Han?"

I mentally cursed myself. It was the really sweet and shy receptionist and I just rudely answered him.

I cleared my throat, "Sorry. What did you need?"

"You have a visitor. He says his name is Hyun. He says he works with Min Corp. and that it's extremely important that you two meet."

"What is his full name?" I asked.

"Na Hyun."

I vaguely remember Yoongi telling me something about his really hardworking intern named Na Hyun so knowing that I allowed for him to come up and see me. Why he'd want see me, I wasn't too sure.

I waited expectantly for this person to enter my office, curious about his intentions.

Soon enough, a young boy, maybe eighteen or nineteen years old entered the room. And when I say he was a carbon copy of Yoongi, I mean he was a carbon copy of Yoongi. The way he dressed, the way he presented himself just screamed Min Yoongi. And the sight of that made my heart hurt even more.

"Hello. Nice to meet you. I'm Han Dahye," I introduced.

The young boy beamed, "I know who you are! I admire your work! Oh I'm so sorry, I forgot to introduce myself! I am Na Hyun! Intern at Min Corp.! Eighteen years old and about to go to college!"

He was definitely more enthusiastic than Yoongi.

"Well Mister Na, what brings you here?" I asked.

His joyful expression quickly darkened, "I have something to confess actually."

"Confess?" Now I was really confused.

"Yes. A week or two ago, you had stopped by Min Corp. looking for answers about CEO Min Yoongi. While you had visited, I had been digging around his office for similar questions you sought. You never got around to asking me about what happened. But my side of the story is a lot different than what everyone else saw. See, I'm Yoongi's cousin. His mom was my mom's twin sister, so we used to hang out a lot. We're as close as brothers. So I loved to follow Yoongi as a little dog tail. I was never aware of what pressure his dad had put him through. I knew his dad worked him hard, even though he relentlessly told him about his dream to be in the music industry as a producer. When his dad stormed into the office that day, he demanded to see Yoongi. The door slammed shut, and all we could hear was the screaming between the two. Then some weird light went off, and then Yoongi and his dad sauntered out. I had been getting coffee for Yoongi and happened to cross them on their way out. His dad pinned me against the wall and warned me to never speak of what I saw or he'd hurt me and Yoongi. I don't know if coming here will help anything, but I remember the news from a few months ago that speculated that you were a cool superhero alien thing. I don't know if you are but he told me you are his girlfriend, so superhero or not, you deserve to know," Hyun explained.

I was shocked. Though I already knew most of the story, the fact that Min would threaten to hurt his own blood disgusted me.

"Thank you Hyun. I'm sure you're very worried about Yoongi. I will do everything in my power to get him back," I said.

"I'm sure you will. Oh one more thing! I don't remember the words exactly but I do remember something about the time of three in the morning. I don't know if it'll help but I'm trying to give every little detail I can think about," Hyun added.

I wrote down everything he said, somehow finding his words helpful even though I already knew it.

"Thank you so much Hyun. You've been a really big help. I will do absolutely everything in my power to get him back," I said.

Hyun bowed, leaving my office triumphantly.

I slumped back in my chair, releasing a heavy sigh.

Just then my dad and Hoseok walked into my office.

Hobi gave me a sympathetic hug while my dad stared at me sadly.

"Who was that?" Hoseok asked.

"Yoongi's cousin and intern. He told me more details about what his dad did to him," I said tiredly.

Hoseok came and gave me a back massage.

"By the way, what are you doing here Hobi? You're supposed to be preparing for your first dance class lessons tomorrow," I said.

"Stop worrying about me. Right now, I have to make sure that my best friend doesn't jump off of a bridge," he pried.

I relaxed into his massages, trying to ease up.

"Honey, why don't you go home and spend time with your brother. I'm sure he could use help with his work since school's haven't started yet," my dad said.

"But I've got work here dad," I fought.

"But everyone here is noticing how red eyed you are. Go home Dahye. As your father you should listen to me," my dad said.

"I'll come with you," Hoseok hummed.

I rolled my eyes, "Fine."

I packed up my stuff and went home with Hoseok, spending the rest of the day with my little brother and him.