Jaehee scurried as she followed her boss, executive of C&R, Jumin Han. Almost bumping into another worker, she couldn't remember their name, she finally got beside Jumin, with minimal trouble.
"Mr. Han, I would sincerely hope you reconsider apologising to him" she held her phone in her hand, other arm free to swing as she desperately tried to keep up with her boss.
Jumin continued his long strides down the hallway of the building on his way to his office, he spared a glance to his assistant who was struggling to keep up still, sighing he continued walking, a tad faster this time in hopes to lose his persistent assistant.
Jaehee fell behind him by a couple of steps, her tight dress skirt proving to be a disadvantage at her not being able to take large steps. Luckily, her judo practice made her nimble on her feet, keeping her from tripping as she took many short but quick steps as opposed to Jumin's few long ones.
"Hr. Han, please, wait!" Jaehee nearly stopped herself from just jumping to tackle Jumin, her annoyance at him already reaching that level, without even having had breakfast yet.
Jumin turned a corner, one that lead through a sector of the building where the interns were trained, as childish as it sounded in his own mind, he hoped to let as many people see as possible so she would stop of embarrassment.
"Assistant Kang, why are you so persistent that I talk to him?" he left the room of cubicles, after a few turns he didn't hear the click of heels behind him anymore. Slowing his pace, he stopped behind a paining of the building.
Running a hand over his own face softly he turned to the paining "I fear this may cause me to need wine hours before I intended to drink…" he muttered to himself while closing his eyes to collect himself again.
When he opened them, he saw his assistant, Jaehee standing in his path, beads of sweat on her forehead, he noticed her breathing had quickened as well, did she run? Raising an eyebrow, he questioned her "Assistant Kang, how were you able to sneak in front of me with me hearing?" He glanced to another picture hung on the wall ahead of him, the previous chief of security who was fired for… illegal acts towards the company "Perhaps you should start up a training camp for children, I found that children these days are unable to sneak properly"
The sentence giving Jumin an idea, he started to imagine it in his mind. A sneak camp for cats, Elizabeth 3rd being what every cat-det would be striving to be of course. His idea was quickly interrupted by Jaehee sighing.
"Mr. Han, that is not the most important thing to be focusing on right now" "I think it is… cat sneak camp… Assistant Kang, write up a…" "Mr. Han…!"
Jaehee cleared her throat and apologised for interrupting him, a moment later she took a step back and held out her phone once again.
"I would hope you reconsidered apologising to him, you did hit him with your vehicle, and, in every sense of the word, kidnap him" She was really hoping to convince him to apologise, even a quick 'sorry' would satisfy her to an extent. After learning that Mel-Cali, her new friend, was also the woman… er, man, that just joined their organization, she couldn't help but feel guiltier about the accident.
Jumin looked down at her phone, then back her its owner "Is the reason you wish for me to apologies to him because he is your friend? I have said before but it is not good to involve personal matters with work Assistant Kang, no lawyer has showed up to my office and my schedule tells no visit from one also so it is best to leave the matter be"
Stepping to the side, he continued walking, taking care in making sure he did not bump into Jaehee's shoulder as he walked.
Sighing Jaehee turned and followed him, her posture one of defeat, but her eyes shown with a different light.
As Jumin opened the door to his office, his eyes first went to his chair, large black office variant, made fresh mere days ago, his walk with his assistant had worn him out to some degree. He made a note not to tick off short woman as where they lack in height, they make up for in stamina… he could almost hear Zen telling him off in the back of his mind because of that thought.
As he pulled out his seat, he saw his assistant enter his office, closing the door behind herself as she entered. Jumin rested his hands on the desk he stared at Jaehee as she stepped closer, her phone held by both hands.
"You're previous words, saying that the reason you should apologies to him because he is my friend, is not entirely true" She stopped a few feet from his desk.
Before Jaehee could speak more Jumin interrupted her "I did apologise, during the lunch I provided him that day, I don't see what there is to fuss about, he has most likely forgotten about the incident"
Jaehee stared at Jumin, she looked down at her phone, she felt something raise inside herself, she wanted, no, needed Jumin to apologise to MC, not her or Jumin's sake, but because he deserved it.
Looking down at her phone she turned it on and navigated through it. With little trouble, she began a call.
As her phone rang, Jaehee stepped up to Jumin's desk, her back straight and eyes shining through her glasses, she placed the device on Jumin's desk, it still ringing "Apologise" Turning around she strode away from the desk and her boss.
As Jaehee left the office, doors closing, she felt her confidence slowly disappear, worry building inside her "Oh my…" her voice quiet in disbelief at herself "I can't believe I just did that…" She continued to walk away from the office, knowing her show would have been for nothing if she re-entered.
Jumin stared down at the phone on his desk, as it continued to ring, he sighed. Picking up the device he held it to his ear, the ringing stopping as he did.
"Hiya Jae, sorry it took a while to pick up, had to check some stuff, the apartments appliances aren't in the best condition, but that's to be expected…" Jumin heard the voice hum "Ah, sorry, so what did you call about?" Jumin thought for a moment, the person sounded chipper, a voice that held the same joy as Yoosung with a tone similar to Seven but different from them both. Voices were difficult to describe, one thing he knew was that it sounded familiar, and not just from the lunch.
"Hello, this is Jumin Han, I take it that you are Mel-Cali?" Jumin glanced at the door Jaehee had left out of moments ago, he wondered if it was too late to call her back in to take the phone…
He heard a noise of confusion along with another hum, this one holding more suspicion than the last "Yes, I am, nice to talk to you again Jumin, can I ask why you stole your assistants phone to call me?"
"I did not steal Assistant Kang's phone, she handed it to me with a surprising order to apologise to you, most likely about the accident two days ago" "Can I talk to Jaehee please?" "She left my office after handing me the phone so that won't be possible"
The two sat in silence, neither talking as only the whirl of a fan through the phone was the only noise.
Jumin looked back at his office door, sighing he cleared his throat "Since there is no point not to tell you, Assistant Kang handed me the phone so I could apologise to you, as I said before"
"Ah… thank you…" before MC could speak more he was cut off "What is there to thank me for? I have not apologised yet, even if I have apologised what reason do you have to thank me?"
"Can this man just not take a compliment or whatever…?" MC muttered, he heard him sigh.
"Okay… look Jumin, I told Jaehee that I don't need an apology, I know you didn't mean to hit me with your car so you don't need to apologise, how's that?" Jumin sat in a silence, confused, was he trying to read him?
"I… understand you're not like other people Jumin, you don't know when is and is not the right time for emotions so apologising can be hard, I understand that" The mans voice held an certain unwavering calmness "You don't need to apologies to me, the actions you took when the accident did happen, Doctor Lee checking on me and the lunch-that-wasn't-lunch, was show enough that you were sorry, so, don't feel pressured to, alright?"
He heard him laugh quietly "Despite what you're thinking now, I understand you more than you think Jumin, I'm like everyone else in some ways, all of us have our own problems"
He cleared his throat "So!" His calmness gone, chipper voice returning "Now that that's done, how are you… what the… my food! Gotta go, bye!" The line went dead soon after, leaving Jumin sat in his seat, very confused, but his face portraying none of his feelings.
Setting the phone down onto his desk he looked down at the device, the realization came to him, he was hung up on for food. He was starting to see Mel-Cali in a peculiar light, most people would have been increasingly nervous to talk with him, but Mel spoke to him like old friends, he was also still having trouble taking the fact he was hung up on for food.
Jumin turned to his computer, pushing his chair back he stood, suddenly not in the mood to work, maybe he could take a drink from the wine bottle he had hidden under the conference rooms table…
Taking out his phone he decided to call Jaehee, placing the phone to his ear he leaded against the wall of his office, beside a portrait of Elizabeth 3rd, the phone started to ring.
He heard a ringing from his desk, turning to it, he saw a phone, Jaehee's, ringing and shifting slightly through its vibrations.
"Right…" Cancelling the call, he made his way out of the room, intended to take more than a sip from his wine bottle…
"Just tell me already!" MC laughed at how frustrated his friend sounded.
"No~ You have to guess if you wanna know!" MC was currently on the phone with the albino Zen, apparently Zen had just been trying to rehearse lines when he suddenly was calling him asking where he was from.
The two had been spending the past ten minutes arguing, or, Zen was asking (pleading) and MC just continuously said variants of decline such as, 'no', 'nope' and 'hell no'.
"Why can't you tell me, I'm hurt you don't trust me" MC made a face, half skeptical, half smirking.
Zen had resorted to asking various questions since he even stated that if he did say where he was from, he would deny it.
"Because! It's a secret to everybody~" MC teased, he wasn't sure why it was fun but, it was.
He guessed by Zen's silence that he was thinking of more questions to ask him.
"MC… you are a very mysterious woman, you know that? It's like your taking lessons from Seven…" Zen stayed silent for a moment "You're not actually taking lessons from him, are you?! Because if he's corrupting you with his life style and… and cats, I swear…!"
MC found himself startled from the questioning but quickly resumed his previous smile, seeing Zen like this was fun, he knew that Zen wouldn't do anything to Seven, or, anything harmful at least, a smack to the head at most.
After more guessing from Zen, the actor changed the subject, to him and Seven. He felt his face heat up when Zen talked about the high chance Seven had feelings for him. He also commented on how Seven had the tendency to hide his feelings to which he replied, Seven is a Tsundere, the comment getting a hearty laugh from Zen making it worth it.
Zen brought up the topic of how men aren't very honest, MC's response was a solemn answer, saying he knew all too well how dishonest people could be. He made an attempt to change the subject but, Zen being persistent, asked him about it.
Eventually MC did manage to change the topic of discussion away and to Zen, some photos of him needed censorship, much to his ease of mind.
MC was happy with the fact Zen was becoming popular, he was a really good actor that has helped lots of people, his sister being one he knows.
Surprisingly, Zen became flustered when he said that, which was something he knew to rarely happen.
After having his fun at teasing the poor actor they returned to regular conversation topics talking about foods to hobbies, he even found out that Zen's favorite drink was straight beer, which wasn't that surprising now that he thought about it…
Sadly, the call came to an end when Zen's director knocked on his door, with their goodbyes Zen hung up.
Raising his arms, he sighed hearing them pop, as he stood from the bed he put his phone in his pocket. He was in the apartments bedroom because it was hot, and with Seven refusing to tell him where he could find a fan at least as the apartments built in air conditioner was broken from years of being unused, the red head found his squirming amusing, MC had bought himself a small fan he carried around the apartment.
He had also been changing into some lighter clothes when Zen called, clothes that Seven had given him days ago but, they were better than nothing, so he was now in a black sleeveless shirt with gray shorts.
Walking out into the rest of the apartment he thought back on the past few days, nearly a week had gone by since he first arrived, now he had new friends, was helping them with their work, and was part of charity group.
It all felt very surreal, going from 10AM classes to a party at noon in such short days… classes… school… he had class tomorrow at two, oh how he wanted to sleep sadly he needed to be awake, he dreaded to thing what would happen if he slept in…
Shaking his head, he ignored the facts of having to adult and walked to the kitchen, intent on getting some food.
Passing though the living room he ignored the buzz from his phone, to hungry to check it, if it was urgent he'd get a call in 2… 1…
Nothing happened.
Smiling he opened the fridge and looked at the food stuffs inside, eggs, milk and paprika for some reason… eh, probably for comedic relief later.
Glaring at the fridge he grabbed the eggs, he was going to try and make Omurice! And definitely not for the reason of Yoosung practically begging him to try it!
He hopped it would be as good as the blondie hyped it up to be, well he knew the taste was dependant on his skill but… a man can wish, right?
…
MC placed the finishing touches on his meal, a touch of ketchup drizzled a top the yellow rice omelette, placing the bottle on the counter he picked up the plate and went to the table in the next room, setting it own he picked up a fork.
After cutting away a slightly burnt piece of omelette he cut another piece and put it in his mouth.
It had a unique flavour, the rice and ketchup blended well together, the honey he added giving its own taste. He continued to eat the Omurice.
Once the plate was clean he put it away and walked to the camera set up inside the living room wall, clearing his throat he stared at it with a blank face.
"Seven, I think I have poisoned myself…" He turned to the kitchen "I think I made the Omurice wrong… I will proceed to die on the couch, tell Ellie I love her!"
He sat on the couch and laid on his back, eyes awkwardly trained on the camera "Tell Yoosung I blame him!" His phone double buzzed a moment later, he still ignored the message from earlier, it was a chatroom... he read through what was being said start to now…
707: Yoosung, MC poisoned himself with the Omurice you suggested to him
707: Herself* lolololol
707: She blames you
Yoosung: ?!
Yoosung: What Omurice?! … oh…
Yoosung: *Crying emoji*
Yoosung: *Crying emoji*
Yoosung: *Crying emoji*
Yoosung: I didn't mean to poison her!
Yoosung: is hse alight?!
707: Doctor 707 reporting!
707: Subject: MC Age: 21 Sex: (Fe)male
707: Subject is not responsive!
707: Beep! Beep! Beep! BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-
707: Subject is… gone…
Yoosung: *Crying emoji*
707: Is there anything you would like to say sir?
MC has entered the chatroom
Jaehee has entered the chatroom
Yoosung: I… would like to say… I had no part in this! Arrest the deliciousness that is Omurice!
Yoosung: And… MC… I wanted to say this but… Cali is your brother, right? I think I had a… a…
MC: Seven…! *Condescending voice*
Jaehee: Are you writing the type of voice we should be reading your message in?
MC: ... yes…
MC: Are you pranking poor blondie? *Condescending voice still…!*
707: Yes
Yoosung: MC…! You're not poisoned?
Jaehee: I believe MC and Seven have teamed up to play a joke on you, MC being the mastermind and 707 executing it
707: We… would never do such a thing!
MC: We're caught Sevy, off to jail we go~
707: MC made me do it!
MC: Wait what…?
Yoosung: MC…! Did you really plan that!
MC: Traitor! This was two-man job!
707: One man and one-woman job~
MC: Fine, I'm the man, you go put on your nun costume
Yoosung: Nun coustume? Why would Seven have a nun costume?
707: I am so devoted to God that I am a part time nun at the local children's church!
Seven posted the picture of him dressed as a nun, he had already seen the picture from a text yesterday but everyone else's reaction would be fun, a black dress covered Seven's legs as he knelt on the ground, hands knitted together, an adorable face looking up to the camera, his amber eyes shined with a sad joy as he stared, MC had to admit Seven looked odd without his stripped glasses, a good odd.
MC put a hand on his glasses, fingers tracing their gray rims, he wondered how he would look without glasses, he had thought about getting contacts before the party but there probably wasn't enough time.
Closing the picture, he turned back to the conversation, Jaehee commented on where he got the costume, questioning the sanity of whomever sold the costume while Yoosung was confused, he didn't know Seven was Catholic, Jaehee expressed her shock after answering Yoosung's question of if she 'had a religion', he found that a strange way to say it, it turned out that Jaehee was Catholic as well.
Seven seemed to know that fact already, but not by files, he said he saw her in a church a few months ago but not thinking it an important thing to remember, he forgot the encounter soon after.
In the end, it seemed Yoosung and him were in the same boat, being religionless, while MC joked about his body and soul belonging to God Seven, which got a laugh and blush emoji from God Seven himself, he admitted the truth afterwards.
MC remembered something, the party was a mere six days away, minus the current day that is. Once he brought this fact to light Seven immedietly started to do what he thought the text equivalent of squealing was, writing a ton of capital E's.
Jaehee, while excited, made it known to much less of a degree than Seven did, thanking MC again for staying with them and allowing them the opportunity to host it once more.
Yoosung was excited too, saying how he couldn't wait to meet him in person at the party, or really, meet her at the party. MC ignored the uncomfortable feeling in his chest as Yoosung continued to express his joy.
As the conversation neared an end, Jaehee suggested a guest, Doctor Lee, a world wide famous doctor, and the same person who looked him over at Jumin's. MC agreed to it, he thought it to be a good idea for him to come, not only because he knew of other organizations that would most likely be suggested that would appreciate him being there, but he also wanted to thank him in person.
MC: Thank you for suggesting Doc Lee, I'll try my best so he attends ^^
Jaehee: There's no need to thank me, I was just doing my part as a member, but… thank you none the less
Yoosung: …
MC: What's up Yoosung?
Yoosung: There's… my guildmates…
Jaehee: This behavior has me confused as well…
MC: Same, what's up with your guild?
Yoosung: They're saying there's a boss Right. Outside. Our. Guild hall. It's one of the rarest ones out there!
Yoosung: GOTTA GO!
Yoosung has left the chatroom
707: Hmm~ Ultra rare super mega awesome boss?!
707: Maybe I should log in and kill it before their guild can~
707: Is what I would like to say… if I didn't have work…
Jaehee: Yes… even though Mr. Han is with the Oil Prince, I still have work as well...
Jaehee: Mr. Han left my phone in his office instead of returning it to me earlier this morning… the battery is nearly dead so I must leave soon either way
MC: Oh the woes of the work force
MC: That's why I'm glad I'm still in school for the next year and a half ^^
Jaehee: Well I hope it goes well, goodbye MC, Seven
Jaehee has left the chatroom
707: I… should get going too… my maid doesn't like it when I'm unproductive!
MC: Have fun! I'll be sure to send words of encouragement via light transmitted digitally to your corneas!
707: …?
MC: The cameras
707: Oh, right! Yeah, I knew that!
707: um… sayonara!
707 has left the chatroom
MC: Huh… he was acting strange, oh well, exploring the city calls me!
MC has left the chatroom
Sitting up from the couch MC put the phone away, as he stood he turned to the window.
Maybe he would go explore some places around the university, if he was going to have class tomorrow, may as well have a place to relax like a shop.
Nodding he started walking to the apartments front door and outside.
As he walked down the hall and stood in the elevator he thought back to the hacker, 'Why?' the only question he had when he thought of him, why him? Or did he want the apartment, if so, why lure him there?
He tapped his head as he sighed, he hated his memory sometimes…
As he walked through the lobby he continued to think, unable to knock the feeling he had, nervousness and paranoia.
Along with what the hackers first text meant 'It'll be really fun from now on. Enjoy your time with everyone. I'll go get you soon' Did that mean the hacker was going to get him? Most likely…
That would explain the uneasiness he felt whenever someone brought up the hacker.
Shaking his head, he opened the door and stepped back out into the city, headed towards the university. A camera on a nearby building turning to follow him as he walked down the street.