𝐹𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 [𝓎𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒥. 𝒦]

Three

She stood up from bed as she wiped her tear stained face.
Her puffy nose blocked her breathing.
There it was again..
Another breakup text...
  I'm sorry y/n but I dont want to be with you anymore.. Dont bother coming to my place cause I won't be there..
She went to the bathroom to pour some water on her face as she stared back at the mirror.
She had just got stylishly fired from her workplace and had an appointment by 11 am.
Currently it was six am and she had to get her shit together.

"Come on you're better than this..."
She heavily breathed as she felt the thick blobs of tears forming and falling.

She slid to the bathroom floor as she cried harder , feeling her heart ache and pang .
The fact that no matter how nice or patient or calm
They always left her without a say...

___________________________

Stopping her taxi in front of the huge building she felt her lungs tighten as she gasped.
Wow... Jungkook really owns this place...
She adjusted her skirt and stared at her reflection in front of the glass walls of the building.
"At least I'll need to look decent..."

Her s/c glowed as she heard some girls laughing.
Her head slightly tilted to face them as they looked away.

Does she think mr.jeon will find her attractive?

She scoffed as she decided to
Walk into the building.
The high building with expensive glass tiles
Busy people walked all about as it reminded her of an airport.
Different scents of expensive perfumes filled the air as she felt awkward.
Making her way to the receptionist her eyes fell on the young girl

" park y/n ?"

She nodded slightly as she felt uncomfortable at the sound of her name.

"Mr.jeon is on the second floor
The door to the left"

"Thank you"

She said as she quickly scurried out of there.
Her inferiority complex started to rise as she scanned all the high classed humans.

Wow jungkook really got successful..
And now you're going to be working for your best friend-

She paused as she watched the elevator door open.
He isn't anymore .. we were out of touch for 3 years...

Her high heels clicked against the marble floors as she suddenly started approaching the door to the left.

She felt her heart start beating faster as her palms became clammy.
Memories of the past flooded in as she mentally debated if he'll be like before.

She stopped as she faced the door.

His name clearly inscribed on a gold plate as her gaze lingered on it.

Its now or never...

As her fingers gently wrapped around the handle,
She opened the door to be greeted by a strong perfume as her gaze looked up to face a male.

His dull stare lingered as her eyes widened
A bit taken a back she slightly moved for him to pass .

"New transferee  ?"

Her heart froze at the sound of his alluring voice.

"Yes.."

He stretched his hand out as she looked at it then his face.

"Min yoongi "
He spoke with such a friendly smile yet his voice remained still.

"Park y/n .."
She spoke while shaking his hand.