Forces Working //BTS/Jimin Fanfic//

Boot Camp

Wednesday- March 27~morning

Wednesday came and I had a break from the boys. It was the day after we made the schedule, which was surprisingly simple. Eomma and I finished quickly and afterward talked to each other. Eomma knew V liked her, and I am also aware of Jimin's crush, but it's not like either one of us could do anything about it. It's not allowed.

End of discussion.

It was the orientation for my new recruits, I had to choose three out of ten to work for me. I still worked at Genesis Co. as a guard, but officially, I was BigHit's.

Think about it as a car rental, you rent a car for your business and it's under your name, but it's still the Car rentals car. The only difference is that I get the money, and pay Genesis Corporate for letting me study there; I took bodyguard classes there and was still working on paying my debt to them. That's the price, they find you a job, you have to pay for them teaching you.

So now apparently, Genesis thought that I was senior guard, so they decided to send me ten trainees to work under my name at BigHit.

"Onsite Security, Patrol Services, Alarm Response Investigation, Corporate Asset Protection, Executive Protection, Critical Incident Response Team, Crowd control, Emergency Medical Training, Uniformed Security, and more. Any questions?" One of the hands that were madly scribbling on a notebook raised. "Yes?"

"What is all this?"

"It's what you guys should already know." I took out my Expandable Friction Lock Baton, smacking it on the board. "Let's go through the basics of Traveling, which is what the boys do a lot of. One: keep your traveling documents and international passport secured. Two: don't let them discuss their private life with a stranger on a plane, and if they do, stop them. You're not here to be nice, you're here to stop them from being killed or kidnapped, am I clear."

Most of the students nodded, some even widened their eyes. "Yes, ma'am."

"Let them talk about sports, current affairs, and normal topics, but immediately stop them when they're about to do something idiotic. God knows how many times I've had to smack the boys for being quote-unquote, friendly."

Another student rose their hand, "what if we see them talking about it, and it's too late."

"It's not going to be too late because you shouldn't have let it get that far in the first place. You do not go to the bathroom, sleep, eat, or let your guard down if one of the boys depends on you and only you!"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Three: Abide by the security tips given by the airline management. Don't create a scene, if they tell you to stay seated, stay seated, but if you have to break those rules for the security of any one of those seven idiots, so be it. Four; ensure that your traveling bags and luggage are locked and secured. Fangirls are crazy and would put stuff inside the boys' luggage while they weren't looking. Panties, bras, marijuana, to name a few. Lock their luggage with an ancient spell if that's what it takes, but don't let them be easily opened. If you have to, lock it with your old high school lock."

"What if we lose the key to the lock?"

"Then I'll make copies of every key for every lock you will be using."

"What if we need to take something out of the luggage and don't have the key?"

I sighed, "I really hope none of these things happen while you're working with me because I'll have more than seven of you go home if it does." They shuffled uncomfortably in their seats. "Anymore stupid questions!?"

"No ma'am."

"Good. Don't disclose your traveling itinerary to a stranger, as you guys should know already, loose lips sink ships, got that?"