The email

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Amy woke up to the sound of a piano playing, the melody was gentle. It was sweet and comforting, so comforting that even if she had woken up, she kept her eyes closed, feeling like the music would be gone if she opened them. She switched in her bed, going from laying on her side to fully extend her body along the king size bed. With her back against the mattress, her head on the pillow and both arms standing up in the air, she felt her body waking up. Her muscles straightening to finally loosen as her arms hit the covers. The melody was still going and she soon realized that she had no idea of what time of the day it was. Noon ? Or maybe nine ? She hoped it was still morning. She finally opened her eyes to look at the clock on her nightstand. She sat up using her arms to bring her legs up towards her stomach and tried to focus on finding her alarm clock. It was twenty past ten, perfect. The night before she returned home after a four day trip at her best friend's grand parents horse farm, they had been horse riding in the Alpes for many hours and she was exhausted. Amy really wanted to have a day off, in order to sleep and rest her legs, tired from all the horseback riding she had done. She began to look for her phone. Being at the farm didn't really match with the social media life and she hadn't really been on her phone, but Amy was expecting news for a job as a translator. You see, she was half Korean, half French. Her mother was Korean, she was born there a few years after her parents got married. When she was five, her father was called back to France for his job, so they moved there. In between she had lived five years in the United States and three in Germany. So, she was great with languages, and having travelled for all here life, she was definitely looking for a job where she could travel while putting up to use all of what she had learned. So, while looking around for a job at the end of her master degrees, Amy had found an interesting offer, a job as a personal translator for a CEO and his close team in a company named GENIUS: For Humans Only. She had looked it up, and funny enough the company was based in Korea. The CEO, Kim Namjoon, had created three years ago a brand of clothes and accessories gender-less, from pants, to skirts and necklaces. The brand wasn't totally new to Amy's ears, in fact she had seen their muse, Park Jimin - who was a really handsome man - everywhere on TV, social media and publicity posters: he was a star with the smile of an angel, everybody fell for him, wether he wore white laced dresses or dark suites with dangling earrings.

When she didn't find her phone on her night stand, Amy got up, got dressed, and went down the stairs. When she finally reached down the staircase, the piano melody changed, this time joyful, faster. When she entered the kitchen, the coldness of the tiles made her hiss, the piano then stopped and her brother called "Amy!", her head shot up and she smiled as the little guy came running into her arms. While she was hugging him, she saw her mother giving her a happy smile and she also got the chance to glance at the clock on the microwave, it indicated twenty past ten, she had slept in a little bit but not as much as she feared. "Hi mom !" Amy said as her brother ran back to his drawing that sat at the kitchen table "Have you seen my phone? "

Her mom stoped playing and stood up "Morning darling." She smiled, Amy loved her mother's smile, it made her look a lot younger "Did you get a good night's sleep? You phone is by the front door darling, you must have left it there when you came home last night"

Amy sighted, of course, she'd left it there, she always does. She answered her mom and started telling her about her trip while walking over to the cabinet near the front door. She laughed when she told her brother how she had fallen in the mud while trying to observe a squirrel and started t look through her emails. She had ten unread mails, but two caught her eye, and both were from GENIUS.

Dear Miss Lim,

We have the pleasure to inform you that your profile has been selected for the job as personal translator in our company. You will find your contract attached to this mail, please read it with a lot of attention. We will contact you again to give you more details about your arrival.

We look forward to working with you.

Jung Hoseok, Head Secretary of GENIUS: For Humans Only 

"Shit", Amy thought. 

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