Unexpected Muse [Seishu Inui x Reader]

Chapter 13: Family business

That morning, Y/n made her way to the city, wasting no time since classes would start in a week. 

She still had to review for some classes she was close to failing, as a student who's been doing great before now having low scores truly doesn't help with any confidence boost. 

What if she couldn't get her grade up, what would happen then? 

It's true that her father made a lot of money and could pay tuition but it still doesn't mean she should take it for granted. 

To some, darkness is their biggest fear, maybe heights, or could be insects. But for Y/n, it's failure. 

Nothing scares her more than failing at something she used to be good at, excellent even. And what really ticks her off is the fact that even though she knows she can do better, she doesn't, exactly because of the fear of failing. 

After all, failing is one thing, but failing while giving all effort is another. 

The first stage of this feeling is frustration, and slowly, you overthink your skills, until all that overthinking floods your mind, and soon you'll crumble under the pressure until all you can do is sit still as the person you were gets lost in a void of self-doubt. 

Well, enough about that.

Y/n opened her phone and dialed the number of her father's secretary. They answered and greeted her formally. "Is Dad in his office?" She asked. 

"Yes, he is, would you like to talk to him?" They replied. 

"Yeah, thank you," She answered as she looked up at the building, entering its doors as she waited for her father to be on the phone. 

"Hey, sweetheart," Her father's voice spoke. "Do you need something?" 

"No, not really," She said. "Random question, what floor are you usually stationed in?" 

"The 48th," The male answered, clearly busy with something else but still talking. "It's almost lunch, have you eaten? Or do you want me to order something for you?" 

"I was thinking of that new restaurant that opened in Roponggi," Y/n replied as she pressed the 48th-floor button in the elevator. "I think they serve some (fave-cuisine)," 

"Sure, I'll tell my secretary to reserve a seat for us this afternoon," There was shuffling on his end of the line. "I'll get someone to pick you up later alright?" 

"That won't be necessary, Dad, I-" She tried to say that she was in the building but he cut her off. 

"No, I won't have you commute by yourself," He said which just made Y/n raise her brow. "I better go honey, I still have a meeting to attend to, be good now, see you later,"

The call dropped before she could reply, she guessed he was really busy. Oh well, she was already on the 48th floor anyway. 

It's quite off-putting to see odd-looking men in an office, Y/n assumed they'd be all boring-looking businessmen, but they all look... gruff? 

She really can't think of any other word to describe it. 

Y/n walked around the office and approached the most busy room which she assumed was the meeting room. She caught a glimpse of her father looking rather stressed and focused. 

"-they're mostly kids," One voice spoke. "Though some of them already have criminal records," 

"Who are these kids? why are we even giving them our attention?" Another spoke. 

"These kids are the next generation to hold our position whether we like it or not, these are the future of our business," The other replied. 

Another scoffed. "I doubt they can hold such a high position, all those runts know is fight,"