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Starlight Eternity

I Don't Know You. I Don't Know Myself.

Ye-jung's P.O.V.
After what had happened, I ran straight back home. As I was making my way to the entrance, I passed Dae-hee leaving to go to the company. She looked so mature at the age of 24 in a black pleated skirt and a cream dress shirt with her sleeves rolled up. She had her hair up in a fancy bun and was wearing shiny black heels while I had my hair in a messy ponytail and had on sneakers that were falling apart. When I passed her, she just reminded me to go to the company at noon to see dad. That was all she said. As I entered the house, I noticed that the housekeeper was vacuuming so I went straight to the bathroom to take a shower. Once again, everything was black and grey and white. It was just 7:12 when I got out of the shower so I just decided to go back to sleep.
Ken's P.O.V.
When I came back, only Ravi was still asleep. When I left before, I knew that N was already up. He's usually the earliest out of all of us to wake up but I guess that he just wanted to keep laying down and have some personal thoughts. We have a tight schedule today even though it's supposed to be our day off. From what I heard, we just have to do a promotional photo shoot which means having to fool around which means we have to put in a lot of effort.
Dae-hee's P.O.V.
It's already 11:30 which means that I have been typing on both my laptop and computer straight, I have been signing of documents, and also have been taking phone calls for 4 hours. A lot of people might say that I'm a workaholic but all I do is get my responsibilities done like what father said. I heard footsteps enter and turn around to face Mr.Jung with someone who seems to be older than me. I turned back to continue to type until Mr.Jung cleared his throat.
"What?" I asked without moving my eyes off the screen.
"Hello, I'm Ms.Cha-"
"Wait, who are you exactly?" I cut her off.
"I'm your new assistant." she replied nicely.
"Since when have I had an assistant?" I asked in a cold tone.
"Since I assigned you one," a deep voice stated. I got up and turned my head to be facing my father. Since when did he get here?
"Good morning, president," everyone in the office said while bowing.
"Ms.Im, I expect to see you in my office in 7 minutes," he ordered. Only a few people knew that he was my father. He legally is my father but technically was. I sat back down and continued to finish up what I was working on.
"Excuse me, I don't think I finished introducing myself yet," Ms.Cha stated.
"You're my assistant, not my friend so I don't need to know your entire name."
"Okay. What should I do then?"
"Just sit there and don't touch me stuff."
"But..."
"I have to head out now, bye." I got up and quickly left since even though it's only been 3 minutes, the president is really impatient. I got out of my elevator and came into his office without needing to knock. He just told me to sit there and wait for Ye-jung and some other guests to arrive for our new project.
N's P.O.V.
We had to go to IMFashion for our project. IM is a wide known brand world-wide also, not just in Korea, so doing this will help boost us up higher. We were in the elevator when the door opened on the first floor(since we came from the underground parking) and some girl that seemed similar to Dae-hee was just staring at Ken. I noticed that Ken was returning what we identified as his cold glaze towards her. The elevator doors shut without her getting in. When we arrived to the president's office, his assistant went in to announce our presence. We all stepped inside with me going last.


Notes

I figured out how N and Dae-hee's story will go a few days ago but I'm still having trouble with Ye-jung and Ken's. Sigh. I didn't proof read this so hopefully there isn't any stupid mistake. Hopefully I can can update once or twice a week, I don't know.


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