After storming out Kris's room I rallied up the boys.
"Guys get ready! Get the managers! Time's tickin'!"
I stomped my to my room, and just as I was about to enter Xiumin ran up to me.
"Hey what's wrong?"
"Nothing." I sighed shrugging him off and slammed the door shut. Say if I could just melt in my my own embarrassment I would.
I couldn't help it. It's just so hard to wipe that annoying smirk off his face...
Our foreheads were still together, and with this proximity I could feel him breathing in and out.
I looked up at him to only see a smirk pasted on his face.
Angry I pushed him back on his bed.
"Yah! What do you think you're doing!"
He laughed, but he closed the distance between us by resting his head on my shoulder making my heart rate crazy once again.
"Stay like this for a while, " he whispered.
I tried to step back, but the weight on my shoulders held me in place.
"Kris---get---off---me."
He turned his head burying his face in the crook of my neck. My hair acted as the only barrier.
Heart palpitations rushed to me as I felt his voice vibrate against my skin."Hey do you think I like you?
My heart squeezed with a familiar feeling toying with it.
My mind acted on its own and nudged Kris's head off of me. With my cold front I deadpanned, "No Kris, you don't like me."
He raised his head and pouted.
"Then you must like me."
I shook my head.
"Then I like you."
I shook my head.
"THEN YOU LIKE ME !" Kris smiled in amusement obviously entertained by the situation.
I threw my arms up in the air, "How are you even making these conclusions?!" I reckon if he's just playing with me I'll send him flying off to the galaxy he's so obsessed about.
He shrugged, "I have this feeling... Something's between us... So if it's not you it's me. If it's not me it's you. I. Like. YOU."
And just like that I gave up and stormed off with a trail of Kris's laughter behind me.
Definitely not like...
Upon arrival at the SM building the boys and I parted ways. They headed to their practice rooms, while I made my way to the seventeenth floor.
Lee Soo Man. The almighty producer everyone's been talking about was about to make an appearance in my life. My boss. My mom's husband. My step-dad.
The moment I stepped on the seventeenth floor I instantly knew which room was Lee Soo Man's. The gray carpet and grim hallway created a pathway leading to two double doors with a golden knob.
Trying my best to not let fear get ahead of me, I finally cracked the door open. A soft humming entered my ears.
Once the door fully opened an image of man who was relentlessly spinning around his leather chair greeted me. He was still humming a light melody without noticing my presence.
I stepped in and fully closed the door behind me. As soon as you heard the door click close, the man stopped spinning and examined me closely.
Before I could even greet him, he rushed up to me and engulfed me in a huge bear hug.
"My daughter! I've finally met you!" He dramatically claimed.
Awkwardly I patted his back. Feeling the tension he pulled back and seated me in front of his desk.
"Feel right at home honey. I'm your dad after all. Your mom has told me so much about you!"
I shyly smiled and sat down on the chair in front of his desk.
As he later followed he also sat down but he had a huge smile plastered on his face.
"Isn't this exciting?" He gave a mini round of applause. I laughed at his eagerness.
"I guess it is, Mr. Lee."
He shook his head,"No, no, no. Call me father, dad, daddy, papa, anything. Just don't be too formal."
I smiled, "No problem. From now on I'll call you ajussi."
He frowned and sternly crossed his arms.
"You'll eventually give in. I have your mother on my side."
My eyebrows furrowed.
And this man is in his 60's?
Well at least now I know what my mom saw in him.
After explaining basically what my mom told me Soo Man clapped his hands twice, activating loud music, like the ones you would normally hear on fashion runways.
The double doors behind me suddenly burst open letting the first person in. Sehun.
He was dressed up more formal than usual, but I have to say, he had the perfect figure for a model.
One by one the boys entered through the door while ajussi excitedly gave their description like,
"Kai, the dancing machine whose stare could kill, and moves that could make you pregnant."
I sat there trying to sustain my laughter, but ajussi's descriptions killed me.
As soon as the whole show ended, I burst out laughing, but ajussi looked rather satisfied.
I looked up at him and smiled.
"Now this is how you sell your artist." He stated.
I looked at the boys and nodded.
I guess it worked...
"And this will be your job from now on."
I looked back at ajussi.
I guess it is...
After that, ajussi let all the boys go back to their training rooms, so they don't waste any more time because they have a busy schedule, and from now on I will too.
My whole week was booked with each day of the week designated to a subject. Sales, music theory, latest trends; I had to study it all.
I was also suppose to have mentor to help me, but ajussi told me they're coming next week. For the time being the people who's going to be teaching me how to dance, rap, and sing... Will be the boys themselves.
From a tutor, to a student.
Yay.... Hehe...
But that isn't the best of it.
Turns out I'm planning the boys' next comeback, and my mission is to make them explode through out Korea and may be even the world. They're career will be in my hands.
Just makes the whole thing even more fun...
In the end ajussi dismissed me and sent me on my way to the boy's training room.
Today's a Tuesday, the first day of my training. Music theory, vocal, and rapping lessons. Walking down the empty hallway I can only imagine so little about what will the turn of events be. After a while of being with the boys I learned how to expect the unexpected.
Upon entering their room I braced myself for all the noise, but I didn't hear any. Instead I found Chanyeol alone scrolling through his phone.
Once he noticed my presence he abruptly turned around. At first he thought I was one of the guys, but to his dismay it was just plain old Minhye.
Rather than ignoring me though, he crossed his arms judging me from head to toe. He shook his head in disapproval.
What's his problem?
I mimicked him, mirroring his every move.
Right hand out, left hand out, but his efforts were to no avail. It came up to the point where he started air boxing me, but that I also copied.
He gave one good left hook, with my arm following after, but my arm
came out a bit too far punching him right in the face. BAM!
He collapsed down laughing while rubbing his cheeks. I followed to see if he was okay, but I also burst out laughing.
Did I just do that?
There was a light atmosphere around us, but that soon died down as my phone began to ring.
The name flashed across my screen...
Jinhee...