Jungkook's pov
Hi! My name is Jeon Jungkook, 17 years old an---
Next!
It's always like that in every job I applied. This is the 10th time and I am so tired. Just because i'm young doesn't mean I can't do anything aside from drinking banana milk.
I exited the room with a glare at the interviewee. I sighed. Slowly walking to the elivator, I gripped my portfolio and looked around. The interior design is fine. The way the tables of the employee's were arranged is good. The plants in every corner makes the building re-freshing. Honestly, it feels good to work here. A bit dissapointed since I can't have a job in here.
I am inside of the elivator, head's hanging down. I saw on my peripheral vision, as the door was closing, a foot stopped it. Someone, decent looking, as I can tell by the way his shoes shines, entered. May I add, he smell so good. I can't helped my self to lean on his way just to smell him. It's so addicting.
But then, a sound of clearing a throat disrupt me. I came back to my senses and slowly look at the man's eye. He's not glaring at me though. He just look at me.
"Creed Green Irish Tweed"
The man said. Oh how deep that voice is. I'm already in love. I was confused. What does that mean?
"The cologne. It's Creed Green Irish Tweed"
Oh. Okay. I slowly nod and smiled at him. I cursed at my self. Great Jungkook, you embarassed yourself. But it's okay, i'll not stay here though and probably will not see this good-looking man anymore, or will I?
"I see. You're applying?"
"Huh? Oh yes"
And an awkward silence surrounded us.
"How old are you? 15?"
"Uhmm...17"
"And you're applying...for a job"
"Yes"
"With that age"
"Yes"
"Here?"
"Yes"
"What a brave boy."
Is he insulting me? And my age? How dare he?
"Are you insulting my age?"
"No"
"But you sound though. Hey, what place are you in to insult me? You're not the boss here."
He hummed. What does that mean? Oh...no.
"You're...not the...boss here, right?
I asked slowly. He just smiled. The elivator's door opened.
3rd floor
He exited but not before he spoke again.
"And also I forgot to say, the boss called you on his office. 5th floor. Be there after lunch. 1 pm sharp."
What was that?
I was left alone in the elevator staring blankly at the closing metal doors. My resume was close on falling from my sweating palms. No, that has nothing to do with the conversation between that good smelly man and I. It's normal.
Ding
I was met with a smell of the noodle dish mixed in with a black bean sauce which consist of a salty black soybean paste, diced pork, and vegetables with cucumber and sesame seeds on top, Jjajangmyeon!
My favorite along with pickled radish or kimchi.
"One order of the black bean noodle, please"
"Here, sir"
"And pickled radish"
"Here you go"
"Oh and kimchi"
I can tell that the canteen staff was really annoyed right now but...good job for the fake smile!
I payed for my meal and immediately found a place near the glass window. I set the tray on the opposite bench in front of me. Just then the moment I was about to take the plastic lid off of the bowl, I randomly hiccuped.
"One banana milk and water, please"
"Here you go"
She's different from the first staff, huh. Keeping that unglamorous smile with her seven teeth showing, that has blue braces on, what a flirty girl, but sorry, I am straight like a circle.
As I was walking to my table, I saw a yellow sticky note with its end flying up and down, on my table.
That's the cutest hiccup i've ever seen and heard. Eat a lot and don't forget, 1 pm!
PS. Banana milk? How cute.
♡
I don't know what to feel, either happy and flushed 'cause there's someone stalking me or be weirded out because there's someone following me and literally know all of my actions...that was the same thing Jeon.
I ate my meal and drank my water. Boring meal right?
Well anyways, I couldn't say I had a nice meal alone 'cause who would enjoy their meal alone the fact that I am surrounded by circle of friends enjoying and spending their time together at lunch.
I threw my trash away like does nice little kids in movies who always ordered foods with any liquids so their bullies can pour those in their heads or trip them, or if the bullies were hungry and didn't get any money from their mother they would get their lunch box but will not eat it, just put them in garbage.
11:45
I found myself standing like a guard infront of the CEO's office.
Should I knock? But this is a glass door! But my mom said to always knock before I enter.
Should I use a coin and tapped in on the glass door? But it will leave a scratch or mark there, well, at least it can make a sound.
Should I just peak inside? But what if the CEO is doing something very important that I shouldn't see?
"Oh, very early huh?"
It's him again.
"What are you doing here?"
I tried to act like I was annoyed although the truth is I missed his scent.
He didn't answer and just passed by me. He entered the CEO's office.
He must be the secretary of the CEO, or a very close friend of the CEO
Wait a minute...
What if...he is ---
No, no and a very big no.
He can't be the CEO. With that face? Well, I admit he is handsome, and had a good smell. But with that attitude? Nah uh.
"Why are you still standing there?"
"Huh?"
He left with the door slowly closing but my hand was fast enough to pushed it again. I slowly walked inside with my head hanging low, I was afraid to look at the template on the table.
"Hey"
I looked up.
Kim Taehyung
CEO
