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I've been called in for work on my day off. I'm not happy about the headache or the worry it's getting me. I've dressed myself in my most casual outfit. The boys even offered to drive me when I appeared at the breakfast table with Seulgi by my side. I felt like this was nothing good. But I chose to take a taxi to get away from them andbe with my mind a bit. Even if they kept saying everything would be fine. Getting called in on your day off doesn't seem like a good omen. When I stand in front of SM entertainment. My heart is doing this odd beating, and I swallow hard.
As I enter the elevator to go up, some younger men join me, they look happy and are laughing as one of them turns to eye me and smiles. "So, you are manager to our sunbaes right?" He smiles, and my heart flutters a little. He's very handsome and tall. "Johnny, don't scare her." Another male says: "What, look, she did a good job last night, I just wanted to make sure.." The man called Johnny looks at me and starts to laugh the most heartwarming laugh I've ever heard: "Noona did well on our other Noonas live last night." A smaller male with a brown, almost bowl cut hair says, "Hello, I'm Heachan!" He says, and I flush: "And I'm Doyoung." The other male said and smiled, also extending his hand towards me, and I shake them both: "And I'm Johnny-" He said it in such a way that it had to be self-evident, though it was considering Doyoung said his name seconds before: "I'm.." They all stop me and say my name out loud at the same time. It makes me laugh; "Well, I guess my reputation proceeds me." They smile and nod. "Oh yeah." Johnny winks at me: "You meeting with the CEO?" Doyoung asks as I nod.
Just for a few seconds, I have forgotten why I'm there. And I look down; "Noona, you'll be fine, trust me, it can't be anything bad after last night." Heachan says, and smiles at me, "I hope so." I shrug as the elevator door opens, and Johnny shakes me: "You can do this." And he pushes me out of the elevator, almost tripping on my own feet.
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"Excuse... what?" My mind is all over the place: "Yes, we'd like to sign you as one of our talents." I look at Simon in disbelief: "What? Why? hu?" I ask, feeling confused: "This isn't the first time I've heard about you singing." I look at him still as confused as ever; "In Washington, when you watched the girls, you knew their entire song list and routine after less than a week." I feel like I'm being pranked; "So? What? I don't get it." I ask, still mind boggled about everything.
"Well, we want you to be an artist for SM." I sink into my seat and start to scratch my head: "Why, though?" I ask: "You can sing, clearly dance, you model, and you are a beautiful girl, Men would go crazy for you, You could be one of those who have scandals with the other artists." I make a face like does he knows about Junmyeon if not Lee? "I don't need more men in my life I already have eight." I say as Simon chuckles and I continue: "I don't like the limelight." I say to him as he takes a deep breath: "But currently, your Instagram is blowing up, second, I don't see how this could be bad for you." Simon says, and now it's my turn of sighing; "Honestly, my looks has never brought me anything good..." I state, "Second, I'm good at karaoke, not singing." I said, and he chuckled now: "But I've heard you sing though, and it's good." I shake my head; "I like the job I have now." I say, and the CEO frowns slightly, "You're babysitting grown-ass men." I laugh because it's how I see it too; "Yeah, but I like it, I get to be in charge, plus they treat me well."
"Yeah, but you can have your team keeping track of you." He said like it would be a selling point; "Never having to buy clothes, everything will be provided for you." I frown: "As exciting as that sounds; it's not for me." I said softly, "I enjoy being a manager; I enjoy working for the boys." I mean, and he sighs. "I'd earn money on you; now I'm losing it because I have to pay you for something so trivial." I laugh softly; "And I knew whom I could have you in a scandal with too." He sighed, What beats me up is that he assums I'd have a scandal but oddly enough I'm still curious; "Who?" I ask, and he smiles: "Donghae or Siwon." I look at him, confused: "Who?" Why couldn't he have said like Junmyeon?
"What you don't know who they are?" He said, almost outraged, "I don't know who anyone is." I say and shrugs: "I didn't even know what or whom EXO was when I was assigned them, I had no idea who Red Velvet was either." I point out, and he looks now confused: "Why? What? how?" The straight forward and scary CEO, I managed to make him confused, a mental pat on my shoulder for that one.
"I'm not good with faces, and I barely listen to music." I shrugged, "I was always so wrapped up in work or studying so, I grew up listening to the music my parents were listening too, like The Beatles, Abba, those kinds of bands." The big scary CEO looks like he's having a stroke; "You okay?" I ask, and he nods and looks at me like he's seeing an alien: "So manager it is." He said, and I nod: "That's all?" I ask, and he nods, but as I stand up: "Can I have you come in and do background vocals." I frown slightly; "If you have too." I say, "Well, I'll send the new contract your way sometime in the coming days."
As I can hardly believe the conversation that just occurred, I stand outside the building now sighing with relief as my phone buzzes, and If it's Lee again, I'm going to go crazy. But there it is, Junmyeon's name popping up, I somehow drunkenly added a heart around the name too. Thankfully my boss didn't see that.
I answer and place my phone to my ear: "Get in." I look around confused; it was my mental state of mind of today. I forgot about my hangover; I'm surprised I didn't throw up on my boss's desk. As the honk of a horn brings me back to reality, and I see a black sports car, the sidewalk. "in that?" I questioned through the phone: "Yeah, what else?" He chuckled.
I hurried over to the car and opened the door slightly as I got in. Junmyeons face was covered with sunglasses, cap, and face mask. A celeberty only look more like a celeb that way. "Why are you here?" I asked as he hands me a facemask. And a set of sunglasses; "We are going on a date."
