Dear Esteemed Recipient of My Humble Words,
In the realm of administrative absurdity, I, (Y/N) (Y/LN), am but a humble scribe to the illustrious Miss Sana Minatozaki, the maestro of madness. Amidst chaos and calamity, I dance upon the tightrope of her whims, a spectacle of slapstick hilarity. Oh, the honor of wrangling her wild whimsies! Behold, as I navigate the tempestuous seas of her eccentricity with unwavering valor and a touch of bewildered delight!
Yours in comedic calamity,
(Y/N)
Dear (Y/N) my humble and beloved secretary,
Congratulations on joining the circus-I mean, our esteemed office! It's truly an honor to have someone as grumpy and charming as you grace us with your presence. Prepare for a rollercoaster ride of dramatic flair, mischievous antics, and possibly a sprinkle of chaos. Let's make this workplace a stage for our comedic masterpiece!
Warmly,
Sana "The Drama Queen"
"GIRLF-" Momo immediately puts her hand to cover her mouth and stifle a laugh. "G- girl- Ya, Son Mina! That is not just weird! That is beyond weird!"
"Yaaaa." Mina whines over. "Don't make fun of it! And don't make fun of him. Chaeyoung was being sincere when he asked me!"
"Oh, I bet he's sincere! That tiger cub has always been that mushy... squishy... whipped person for you. But-" The teacher tries her best to not burst into chuckles. "But s- seriously, Mina! Girlf- Oh my, gosh. Girlfriend?! I can't believe I'm hearing this from you!"
The dance instructor rolls her eyes as a faint tint of red creeps onto her cheeks. "This girl."
Momo shakes her head and calms herself a little. "You should tell him, Mina. Especially when you two are already on these terms already. This is making him look like a fool, you know."
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Nayeon lets out a sigh. She smiles and scoots closer to Jeongyeon. However, the man immediately slid his body away from her. Nayeon scooted closer to him again and once again, the tall guy slid away.
Like two identical poles of a magnet, they continued that gesture with each other until Jeongyeon ran out of space to slide out on the couch.
Nayeon squints and wears a naughty grin as she slowly leans forward to the cornered man.
"W- wha- what- what- what are you-" The chef seems to have his stuttering escapade continue as his ears can't get any redder than it already is. "What are you- what are you doing? What is- what is it this time?"
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