SEVENTEEN IMAGINES (CLOSED)

Vernon (Request)

Requested by BadDuckie
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Jay's POV

"Firstly tell me, do you think your dance is already good?" I asked

"Uhh... I think so" one of them said

"You think? What do you think you lack?" I said crossing my arms

"Uhm, synchronizations, energy and feelings?" Another one of them said again

"Exactly! You know what you're lacking so why don't you go and fix it?! Go! Come back to me 3 days after and I expect everything to be finalized" I said sternly and walked out

I rushed towards my office and burst the door open seeing all the paper works stacked up on the floor and on my table. I sighed, I have a lot more work to do.

I jumped on my seat and viewed the paper works on my table and it was a bunch of request from our students, I started to pile them up into groups while working with the numbers of requests.

After a few hours passed I took out my laptop and started to type away the Drama Club's script that's suppose to be passed to our principal in 2 days to have it's approval for the Drama club's new play. My phone suddenly rang and I immediately answered it

"Hello, Student Body President and Head of the Chronicles, Jay speaking, may I help you?" I said squeezing it on my neck to continue typing

(Oh hi, this is Hyemin from Designers teams, I wanted to tell you that the dresses and costumes are already finished, I sent the picture via gmail, should I send them over to your building?)

"Hold on a moment"

Someone else called so I placed it on hold and took the other call while checking my emails on my laptop

"Hello, Jay speaking" I said

The costumes looked well made, and the colors were vibrant, and the fabric looked fine like the ones I chose, I started to scroll down

(Jay, hi, I'm calling to tell you that the deadline for your essay has been moved, you have to pass it tomorrow at 7am) the secretary said

"Aish okay then, I'll hand them tomorrow, bye" I said ending the call and going to the other call "Hyemin, send over all the costumes to my office now except for the gown, there seems to be a little rip in the bottom, please have that fixed and send them to me as soon as possible"

(Yes I understand)

I ended the call and started to work on my essays again. I have to finish all of this now, I still have to study for the upcoming quarter exams next week.

If you're wondering what's happening, I'll tell you. Next next week will be the school's foundation day and we had to prepare everything already because we all have exams to study for, each class have been assigned to make a booth and some student were grouped for presentations, decorations, designs and etc, but since I'm the student body president I had to monitor everything that's happening which was stressing me out. In addition, I am the head of the Chronicles which meant I had to make the script for the Drama Club, I could turn it down but as the Head of the Chronicles and Student Body President I can't turn it down so I had to accept it.

I continued typing the script all through out the afternoon. Soon enough the night took over and I was now working on the piled paper works.

I slammed my face on the table. I'm so tired but I can't really stop. My phone rang and I answered it putting it close to my ear