Chapter 2 : The Contract

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??? : Myself, Kim Seol Ah. I am here for Mr. Black's management interview.

Namjoon, perceiving her name, unfolded the file in his hand as he flipped the pages of forms. And by the instant that his eyes landed on hers, he began to study through it quietly.

Meanwhile, she walked her sight through every corner of the room, that the six non-uniform sound proof walls spaciously circumscribed. The only color contrast seen, was of black, white and grey.

One such wall was almost completely glass with soft full length black curtains sided from either ways. The only source of nature's shine, falling inside the entire room.

Besides, a classic black upright piano standing against the very left and a guitar stand at one corner of the glass— essenced the entire left profile of the room perfectly.

The centering wall had a huge photo frame of BTS, which to her was merely a picture of seven men seated in sophisticated postures, wearing all black. Then, the wide black marbled table, standing in the very center of the room, distanced her and the one sitting on the chair—both facing the photo frame. A massive multi monitor computer setup, with a thin sleeky keyboard—illuminated by color-changing lights from beneath, crowned the table.

Corresponding to the glass wall, on the right was a large showcase of tiny uncountable toys and plushies generously stacked in.
A dart board was fixed on the adjacent wall to the showcase. The only thing, in the rightmost wall.

In the end, she arrived at the last and the biggest of all she had explored. The one, which had the door. Before she could get a whole notice of the wall—apart from a polished printer near the doorshe was snapped back by Namjoon.

NJ : So, you're from Netherlands. Is this your first visit to Korea?

SEOL AH : In my knowledge, yes Sir.

Her choice of words further interested him. Namjoon decided to tangle her in questions while deliberately misinterpreting the weight of her answers. To test, how far she could hold her guts.

NJ : Alright, do you know these people in the frame here?

He pointed at the photo frame before him on the wall.

SEOL AH : I beg your pardon, I do not recognize them.

Namjoon was accustomed to hear every other interviewee atleast knowledged about BTS, that he nearly took the question for granted. However, he had to halt for a second, rewinding her words— to make sure he recieved it correctly, before he proceeded.

NJ : Do you follow any K-pop groups or bands?

She fell silent for a brief moment at his off the chart question. And the strangest thing to her then was that, he still faced his back to her. Despite, Seol Ah didn't let herself easy.

SEOL AH : Positively, none.

NJ : Are you aware of them?

SEOL AH : I am, but only till their existence.

NJ : K-pop is pretty worldwide though. State me one good reason for your unaccquaintance with it.

SEOL AH : I believe, there are million other matters to invest our times in, than to follow the mainstream trends.

NJ : Everyone listens to music, call it mainstream or otherwise. So, your point, music is bad?

SEOL AH : I am afraid, that is not certainly my point. Music is not bad. Infact, music heals. And I prefer my own taste in it. My remark is only limited to answering your question, which is a simple— "no".

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