bombgyu [txt beomgyu]

hana

manager kim: i need you to take care of the hotel for a few days while i'm gone

me: where will you be going, ms. kim?

manager kim: i'm in hospital.

me: forgive me! i didn't know. i'll do my best and take care of the hotel. quick recovery, miss.

manager kim: i'm counting on you, miss han.

yes, that happened. exactly nineteen hours, forty-four minutes and seven seconds ago, manager kim texted me that. first of all, i nearly dropped dead in shock, considering i have been barely working here for a month and a half. secondly, i nearly fell face first on the ground out of sheer surprise. i've always thought of manager kim as some indestructible cyborg woman, controlled via a sophisticated model of innovative artificial intelligence, built by some crazy, mad scientist.

well, it didn't appear as that. some said she was only doing some check-ups, whilst others claimed she had some deadly disease. well, i knew better. i figured i had no place between rumours and truths, so i stopped minding. all i had to do was make sure that when manager kim returned from her leave, she was going to find the hotel in an even better state than when she'd left - if that was possible.

have i mentioned she was a cyborg? one of the apps installed on her software was a dirt detector, which started beeping whenever there was any filth around. let's just say it's been a long time since i'd last heard the alarm.

either way, i was going to do a very good job.

nearly twenty hours normally wouldn't mean much, but to me, it was an important period of time. they were the twenty hours in which i was managing the hotel and doing a good job. i had no idea about what was to come, but i really wanted to keep the streak going. and i kind of did.

only that thirty nine hours later, i received a phone call. there were thiry nine hours, eleven minutes and twenty-four seconds later - to be specific, and i was still doing well with everything. over two days and nothing was on fire or broken, which was a huge relief, if i were to be honest.

the phone call was to announce the arrival of a group of people and, subsequently, book room for them. they needed six single rooms or, if that couldn't do, at least one separate and the remaining five people could share. between noting down the request and looking through notes and registers, i though i heard something about them being a musical group and their manager, not that it mattered.

guests were guests, whether they were musicians or government workers, male or female, young or old, green-eyed redheads or blue-eyed blondes; that was how every hotel with some self-respect worked in hope of satisfying all clients' needs. as substitute manager, i wasn't going to change that code, nor would i have wanted to.

although, i had to be honest with myself and admit i was curious who those guys were. a musical group? i wouldn't have minded having some huge stars under my roof. well, girls generation were now a five-piece, if i remember correctly, and if it wasn't them, sm had red velvet, also a quintet. big bang were enlisted, most of them at least, which meant it couldn't have been them either. and the rest of the grups i knew had more or less than five members.

not that i was going to show any favoritism over a group i knew, perhaps even liked, and turn my back on some anonymouses. knowing how fast the winds were blowing is such an industry, i knew that today's nobody could be tomorrow's nation's pride.

guests were guests - end of story.

so, i smoothed some wrinkles on my white shirt and waited. people were coming and going and i was all smiles and ready to help them whichever way they needed. i was just tidying up the registers drawer with receptionist sangjoon when the hotels door were pushed open and six figures entered.

they didn't need to introduce themselves; i just knew they were those special guests who had previously called, despite the fact that they were total anonymouses for me. they were one older man - the manager, surely - and five guys who seemed to be around twenty - around my age, if i approximated correctly. their manager came to talk to me and receive the keys to their rooms and everything. he told me they were called something complicated in english and that they were happy to stay at our hotel.

i was even happier.

ms. kim was going to be so pleased with me when she returned. perhaps she'd go on leave more often, knowing her substitute - that was me! - was such a badass. after having to drop out of school, working at a hotel wasn't my top choice of a career, but it was working out well and it paid enough to stay alive. surely some goblin loved me, considering such luck.

sangjoon googled those guys when they weren't looking and we learnt they had just debuted but were rocking the charts already. together x tomorrow. i hadn't heard of them, but, well, i was happy to see some kids making it big in the world. it woke up some of my previous life dreams, things that could never happen now. i wasn't happy myself, but the fact that someone was put a smile on my face.

oh, those guys were from the same company as bts. imagine if those guys who were sure as well going to be huge tomorrow, next week, next month, gave the hotel a good review. well then, doing great as substitute manager had suddenly turned into an imperative.

luckily i was up for the challenge. i took the six keys from sangjoon and offered to show them the way to their rooms.

thank you lots for reading! please drop a vote if you enjoyed this and leave me a comment with your txt bias. well, till now the one who caught my eye the most is - kinda obviously - beomgyu, but they all seem so talented and i just cannot wait to hear and see more of them.