tough

“This is crazy!”

It was the sixth times. And she didn’t plan to stop ranting any sooner. From her expression people could easily tell she’s bringing a disaster to anyone who had invited that expression. Her feet moved fast, steady, and determined, scaring anyone who’s on her way.

“This is crazy!”

It was what she also said when a rookie designer bowed, trying to show his greeting. She didn’t even care if she had just startled him, his face fell right away, and stepping back, clueless and scared.

Jung Eunji though continued her walking until she reached a certain door. She heaved deep, a petite part of her brain told to at least manage her temper. So, she knocked, twice, yet then maybe that petite part was too weak that she couldn’t help but pushing that door even before she got a legal permission.

“Oh !” was come out from both Eunji and a man inside.

“Turn around!” he said after, shouting even, and Eunji naturally followed. “And close the door!”

, , ! Again the curse came from both lips.

Fastening his move, Woo Jiho, or people known as Zico, carelessly wore his shirt, covering his half body, and buttoned it very quickly. “Seriously, didn’t you hear I said ‘wait?!’”

“No, I didn’t.” Eunji was stubborn as always. And she’s getting annoyed as she began to tap the floor. It was a habit, and the voice her left foot made was intentionally a message to the male to move faster. If only he got it.

“Why you even ?”

“I was not,” Zico scoffed, “Didn’t you see my skin burns? I spoil my Espresso to ...”

“Dummy,”

“I can hear that!”

“When will you finish, I don’t have time Jiho-ssi!”

Jiho-ssi? Zico couldn’t help but forming a sly smirk. No one in this building called him that way. It was indeed his name, but he told people to casually call him Zico, just like how he used to be called. And for Eunji, it was a different case, he wasn’t even sure why she never called him Zico and stick to the Jiho-ssi. Well, he did complain several times, but then as time moved, and knowing how stubborn this woman was he stopped complaining and enjoying it instead.

“Quickly, you’re such sloth!”

He really needed to chuckle. And he did.

“I’m never bored of you,” he followed slyly.

“Have you finished?!”

“Nope,” oh, he had actually. Though playing the game wouldn’t harm anyone, right? He took his tablet and lifted it enough to capture her sight, no particular reason why he did this, however it might be a cute thing to keep.

“I’m going to turn around!” she threatened.

“No, wait!”

“I don’t care!”

Her figure moved fast, turning around just when he pressed the capture button. “Crap!” his grin was lifted. “At least, the way you blushing is cute, I like it, as always.”

It was obvious, her anger. Walking to his table, Eunji pressed tight her lips, trying hard to not cursing. This man was always her obstacle, if only she had enough power she would have kicked him out from this company right after he introduced his name. She had known it, ever since she saw that ugly smirk, she knew this man shouldn’t be here, shouldn’t work here, shouldn’t sit there.

And yes, his ugly smirk remained.

“I guess you’ve heard it.”

“Yes. And I think it’s crazy.”

“Why?”

It would be tough, both knew. It though seemed none of them willingly to step back.

“It shouldn’t be Block B! We’ve agreed on this.”

“Have we? Well, I don’t know about that. Beside, Block B suits my design perfectly. Right when I began this project I knew what I wanted, and it was them. I want Block B to represent my campaign, of course, along with our ambassadors.”

“You cannot just do this, Jiho-ssi.”

Oh my, she did it again, and his lips automatically reacted.

“Why? You don’t like them? Ey, you cannot just put your personal interest on this, Eunji-ya.”

“You know, it’s not about that. And, talking about personal interest, aren’t they your favorite group?”

“Exactly! That’s why I want them doing my project,” his grin plastered. And she nearly groaned. “You know how long I’ve been waiting for this. Couple project is my first proposal but then, they wanted me to wait for two years, Ji, two, oh my goodness! You have no idea how excited I am, right now.”

“But we cannot sign them contract for this project. You know Apink would not agree on this. We can possibly lose them.”

“Ey, but why? We’ve told them about this project anyway, and they’ve signed the contract.”

“They only learnt they would have partner, not about being Block B partner.”

“Well, what makes it different?”

Eunji just did groan, “it’s huge different! Their main vocal used to date Block B leader, you know this too!”

Zico nodded lightly along with an ‘um,’ “and then?”

“I seriously don’t have any idea either you’re truly stupid or purely ignorant.”

“Well, actually I’m not both.”

“Can you be serious for a moment?!”

An exaggerated sigh had just been made, and Zico earned a glare for doing that. It was always fun, definitely for him, witnessing how she glared with an angry frown, being annoyed by him.

And seeing how he shut his mouth, Eunji knew it was her cue to speak. So, she did, “I know just like you said, Block B is your favorite group, I definitely have no problem with it. And I know, as the executive designer you have a full right to choose your own model. But Jiho-ssi, if we sign them a contract, I’m 100% sure Apink would step back. They’ve been our ambassador for nearly two years. Their popularity is on its highest. Please, consider it again, you can have anyone, I promise you that, but Block B,”

“Then I want Bigbang.”

“Jiho-ssi!”

“You said I can have anyone.”

Eunji had just groaned, and Zico had to hide his mischievous chuckle.

“Not Bigbang though.” She said, trying to keep her patience.

“Oh come on Eunji-ya. Block B is just perfect for my collection. Their cute image, their cool side, their swag! Can you see, how romantic they will be in my collection? I do need them.”

“No, I cannot see that.”

This time Zico who just groaned.

“They have something that other groups don’t have. They’re … strangely cool, right, it’s the word that I need. And it’s just matched perfectly to Apink’s pure image. It will be …”

“Jiho-ssi, I …”

“Well, you have no choice though. We’ve signed i