(Completed) Mr. Kim

Sixty-four 64

I rubbed my eyes, yawning as I grabbed another stack of papers. This was what I was doing for the past six hours. Healthy? Probably not.

My eyes went to my phone, the brightness throwing me off. I looked at the paragraph that Jimin sent me, and I could only shake my head with a smile.

This kid. Suddenly, three more paragraphs popped up on my home screen from Jimin. Most of them were apology's, but he said he kissed Yoongi, and that he confessed his feelings.

Yoongi said that he felt the same way and now they're going on a date this Friday. He apparently broke up with his girlfriend a week ago, only getting with her because he felt hopeless about Jimin liking him back. He said he couldn't take me home because Yoongi invited him to watch a movie and he couldn't refuse.

I grinned, typing back a reply saying that he was fine. He was kinda suffocating me with all of his protectiveness. I looked at the time. I should be going now, it's already past 11:00.

I separated the papers on my desk, putting the complete done in a pile on the right, the unfinished on the left. I then set the completed down on an extra table across the room and separated those into more piles of different types of work and projects.

After doing that, I grabbed my suitcase, putting a few unfinished items in it before I closed and locked it. I set the suitcase on my lap, my left hand rolling my wheelchair out of my office.

I close and lock my door, not wanting anyone to rob me. That'd be terrible. I go to the elevator, pressing the down button. It open right away, seeing as no one's on the elevators past 12:00.

A few minutes pass, and I make it the the first floor. I roll out of the elevator, feeling a bump from the metal underneath me. The carpet blocks out the sound of the wheels, giving me a peaceful silence that I haven't heard in a while.

I push open the front door, the breeze immediately blowing my hair back and away from my face. After I go out the door I turn, locking the door.

Anyone inside who's an employee can just unlock the door and re-lock it if they're still inside. I trust my workers, they're my best employees. The past year, I haven't had to fire or hire anyone new because of how kind and how good at their jobs they are.

I roll myself down the sidewalk, stopping at the walkway, waiting for the sign to turn green.

That's when my blood went cold.

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Lynn~~