Mr. Strict // K.S.J

2

I was about halfway done with Mr. Kim's papers when someone knocked on the door.

"Oppa!" A high pitched voice squealed.

"That's her. Let her in Miss Jones."

I got up and as I was about to open the door it was swung in my face.

"Oppaaaaa!" The girl ran to him and sat on his lap.

I slowly took the door off my face and closed it, fixing myself before I went back to my desk.

"Miss Jones, this is Minah, my girlfriend..." he sighed.

"Ew, why is that hideous thing in your beautiful office Oppa?" She said.

"Minah, she's just my secretary. Don't worry about it."

Just his secretary.

Just his secretary.

Just his secretary.

Why do those three words affect me so much?

"Anyways Oppa, I need moneyyyy I wanna go to the mall and I need about $3,000 at minimum."

$3,000 at MINIMUM?

Does she think he's a money tree or something?

"Here baby, it's $3,000."

"But that's so little! I expected you to give me more!"

"Minah..."

"But I'll look like a poor person with only 3,000!"

"Go Minah!"

"Fine then, homeless people have more money than me." And she slammed the door as her 7 inch heels clicked down the hall.

"Miss Jones, get me a cup of black coffee, extra milk and 2 cubes of sugar." He commanded and went to look at his work again.

I walked out of the office and to the break room.

As I was making Mr. Kim's coffee, someone bumped into me and spilled iced tea on my skirt.

"I'm so sorry Miss! I am such a klutz!" He apologized.

He helped me up.

"Thank you."

"My name is Namjoon. What's yours beautiful lady?"

"I'm Gianna. Nice to meet you."

Then, the earpiece in my ear spoke Mr. Kim's voice.

"Miss Jones, hurry up with my coffee!" He yelled.

"Oh crap. It was nice meeting you, I gotta get this to him now!" She ran out with the coffee cup.

Namjoon chuckled.

"She's really something." He said and walked to his cubicle.