Only for One [ON HOLD DUE TO HEALTH ISSUES]

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Y/n's POV

Thanks to the notes I wrote before landing, the taximan understands the Google Translate-level Korean and takes me to my new apartment. Closed the door behind, I take a long sigh to release tension, stress and so much more. Let's say that for now, I'm glad to be at home.

This place is nice. I walk around and leave the suitcases in the living room to keep my home tour. I clap happily when I find out that I have a bathtub, thank god I can take baths from now on! I'm satisfied with my choice, so I walk back in the living-room to connect all my devices with the wi-fi and shortly after I turned it on, my laptop goes crazy with emails and contracts.

"Jesus, all in Korean..." I murmur to myself, a little intimidated by those symbols so similar to each other. "Well, I translate these first and as a reward, warm bath." nodding to cheer myself, I clip my hair, make a cup of tea and I get down to work with a huge dictionary to help myself with the translation.

Minutes become hours and before I notice, is past midnight. It took me 11 hours to translate those files. An annoyed groan flies out from my lips because it's too late for a bath now, and I still have to eat. For today, I'll take a quick shower and go to bed, tomorrow will be challenging for me, according to my schedule, I'll work with Taehyung and Jungkook with something simple, photo-shooting.

My veteran brain makes it click quite fast, making me realize that I need to study some sentences to at least being able to talk with the staff. Looking at the clock again, another sigh falls from my lips. Before the intense study session that awaits me, I decide to eat, take a shower, put some comfy clothes on and prepare another cup of tea to keep myself awake through the night.

"Let's do this." I crack my fingers as I chew a gum, ready to do my job.

Through the hours, I write the pronunciations, I memorize the sounds with an app and I check if the phrases are correct looking at a few Korean channels with subtitles. It's hard, I can't focus properly without music, but if I put earphones on, I can't hear the lessons anymore, which could put the boys in troubles. 

"Shucks!" I pout at the lack of music, but sticking with that issue, I force yourself to focus more and try harder on the next chapter of the book. 

As I keep writing, flipping pages and stop to read over and over to be sure that I got the grammatical rules right, the lights of the dawn drags me out from my focused zone. I look up from the textbook and I see that outside the dawn is lighting everything up with its warm shades, orange rays color.

Stretching with a groan, I leave the pen on the table and shake my aching hand. "I overworked... again." yawing, I stand to get dressed for my first day, but not before eating a nourishing breakfast.

I walk to a nearby cafe, where I can enjoy my breakfast and have the chance to hear more how Korean people talks. I learn from the textbook, yes, but I have learnt through my career that people never speak like books tell you. This is why I try to find a midway from what I remember and adapt it the everyday method of talking.