Chapter 2 : Hello

Chapter 2 : Hello

I don't know why I just had to bump into BTS. Any other fans would be elated, why don't I feel that way?

The pressure is starting to get to me, pressure of saving their lives-

• • •

2 hours before beginning

"Peace! Peace!"

"Yes Sir!" As I rush in and hand in all the papers, I smile on the inside and think to myself "I'm ahead, maybe I'll finally get a promotion"

Let me tell you a bit about myself.

My name is Peace, I'm 20 years old, and I'm hiding a Great Secret. I don't know why I would say that, why I wouldn't tell you my job or story first, but just skip to that. Maybe that fact has been greatly on my mind, it haunts me. Maybe.

I live on my own in an apartment, I hardly go to college and work, and work. I have to work, so I have this specific job I do, I'm actually lucky really, I got my dream job. What I thought was my dream job.

As I put the files on the desk, I notice the expression the man in front of me had. He seems to stare at me intently, trying to read me, trying to work out what he can, whatever it is, it might be hard to do.

I watch him give up and sit up straight, elbows on his grande desk, chin rested on his folded hands. His eyes tell me to sit so I do, cautiously watching his movements in case of a sudden outburst.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

He goes on the table, intimidating me?

It's working.

He clears his throat and begins speaking.

"So, I've been looking at your progress, and you seem to be very efficient and hardworking. Your contributions to this company are impeccable...", he pauses, as if to let me take in what he's saying, then he continues slowly.

"But, your heart doesn't seem in this, your achievements are magnificent but you can do more, much more than this"

He looks at me, squinting his eyes, trying to read me, but it's useless.

I wait, wait for a continuation, wait for something. The clock on the wall seems to mock me, tick tock tik tock. Driving me mad, the hand moves slowly, eating me away.

"I want you to take a break..", the voice drags me back to reality. Break? Am I being let go? It's only been 6 months since I've been here. I can't be let go already.

"You aren't being let go, but you go to college right?"

I nod my head.

"You have great potential, it's amazing for someone of your age, your only 20 years old, it's amazing. However, like I said, you're only 20 years old and in college. You still have a lot to learn which will make you even more amazing." He looks at me waiting for a response but I've frozen, shook. A break? How am I gonna pay for an apartment? I need to eat, where am I gonna get the money? Thoughts and questions flow into my head, my thoughts consume me.

"Peace, Peace.."

The voice lifts me out of my thoughts, saving me. I look up to the face staring at me intensely.

"Sir, I'm sorry but I how am I gonna pay for my rent? I have my college fees to pay as well, I.. I-" I'm panicking, if it wasn't for my chocolate skin I would probably be bright red, face flushed. My face is hot though, and my heart is doing a million skips per second. I can't think straight.

"Peace, your a very special person. It seems like you don't realise that about yourself. I'm asking you to take a break from work, just go to college like a normal student. You will still get paid-"

"I can't so that! You work to get paid, I can't get paid without doing anything!" I interrupt saying this, my emotions are a mess, hard to control, this is strange I'm usually goos at controlling my emotions. All I can think about is this, how can I get paid without doing anything? Does he want something from me? Will I have debt?

"You have worked so well, like I said over the past 6 months, you have achieved many great things someone your age could never achieve and made this company blossom. You have dine much more than what your salary offers you. I have a lot of debts towards you, and as the head of this company, want you to live a normal life of a student. You'll get all the salary you deserved furing this period and when that debt is fulfilled, we would like to have you back. What do you say?" He stands up in front of me and puts out if hands, then he waits.

Slowly I take my hands out, very slowly they make their way to the hands in front of me, and we shake hands.

I don't think I deserve this, but do I have a choice to reject this?

The face in front of me gives me and answer.

Suddenly I find myself staring at the door, with the gloden nameplate written in italics

CEO Paul

I make my way to my office and start collecting my stuff, my usb, charger, notes etc. My head is spinning and I can't form thoughts. I get in my car and drive to my apartment block.

At the car park I find a good spot and park. I don't get out. Instead I rest my head on the steering wheel and think to myself.

• • •

Everything happens for a reason, that's what I always believed. What just happened to me was a miracle not to be taken likely. I make my way downstairs, I have just organised my stuff and I need to get groceries, as I get off the lift I hear something in the distance. Normally I would focus on going where I'm going but I have so much free time, I move towards the noise.

As I move towards the noise, I come back to reality. Why am I going towards the noise? Why should I? If it's important, I'll see it on the news so I turn back.

As I do I hit something hard, ow.

My vision is blurry but as they clear I make out a figure "Kim. Kim Namjoon?"