Mr. Chaewon looked at her.
She looked at him.
Awkwardness flushed through the air like the sent of halted rain through the building. So, to break the silence, with nervousness rushing through the veins, Y/N blurted out a mess of a sentence.
"door... hurt... I fix... you call... I run over friend...I come -"
She was quickly cut off by Mr. Chaewon who sharply and strictly said to sit down, obviously not caring what she had to say.
She did as he ordered and sat like a student getting lectured by her teacher on the leather chair in front of him. Subconsciously gripping the chair with her nails in terror.
"I have been informed that you were late, Miss Y/N." he said with a deep, low tone.
Ugh what a Dingus, she couldn't stand his voice.
"IM SUPER SORRY MR. CHAEWON IT WONT HAPPEN AGAIN I PROMISE. PLEASE DONT FIRE ME I-"
"You didn't let me finish." he said, slowly.
"Ill let you off with a warning, if you do something for me."
Y/N gulped. He's gonna make me run his errands for the next month she thought. If only he could do something for me - die.
Mr. Chaewon sighed.
"I need you to pretend your my girlfriend, just for tomorrow."
WHAT THE HECK THIS GUYS A MANIAC I DONT WANT TO DO THIS. HES SO ANNOYING, ID PROBABLY KILL HIM IN THE FIRST HOUR. Y/n stopped for a minute. Looked up at him. Faked a smile and asked.
"Why?"
"It doesn't matter," he replied and before Y/N could say anything, shooed her away.
Y/n was furious, how the heck could he tell her to be his girlfriend for a day and just expected her to agree with it. But, then again she couldn't do anything because she had just moved into a new apartment and couldn't afford to sleep on the floor.
BEEP
She looked at her phone. It was the devil himself, he had forwarded the details to her.
Tomorrow, 8pm. Ill send you the dress you need to wear and I'll pick you up. Look presentable.
What a douche.