It's my second day and I have just sat in my seat, ready for another day of work. I crack my knuckles and start typing on my computer when a brunette with a feminine figure chucks more work on my desk. I roll my eyes and open the file, except they are not documents, but a letter.
I open the letter and it's a request to meet me outside after lunch. I quickly type up all my work and as soon as everyone stands up, I slowly drag my feet toward Jumin Hans office.
As soon I see the door, one thousand questions run in my head. Did I possibly do something wrong? Am I the wrong person? Maybe I'm fired?
"S/N. I'd like to make a request." I nod, and all my anxiety flies away. He tells me that he wants me to discuss ideas over dinner with him. And I agree. The date is set at 7:30 pm next Saturday, and I'm anything BUT ready.
