As I expected, at least a hundred fangirls were here to interview for the job. Of course, I understanded them. I mean, they would get to see their dream boys every single day and get to talk them. I probably was the only girl who was actually here for the job. It was a perfect chance that God gave me. The salary was god,I probably can pay the debt to the bank in no time.

 

The hallway of the building was crowded with girls around my age or older. Everyone was wearing their best outfit and makeup maybe thinking that will help them pass the interview which was a total stupid thought. I took an empty seat next to this girl who was memorizing something really determinedly. I peeked over but why wasn’t I surprised? It was the profile of all the BAP’s member. The girl closed her eyes and mumbled,

 

“Ok, just to make sure. Yong Guk was born on March 31, 1990 and he weighs about 60 kg. He is the main rapper and the leader of BAP and...”  

 

I sighed as I took out my headphone to relax. Ah, classic musics always are the best. Now in these days, music people produce are all a junk. I closed my eyes and just chillaxed. All the noises around me were gone and there was only me and the music now. Did I fall asleep? When I opened my eyes, the girl and I were the only people in the hallway. I looked at the clock and it was 8:23. Exactly two hours since I arrived. I glanced at the empty hallway and the girl next to me who was still mumbling about BAP’s members. A man opened the door and said to us,

 

“You guys are the last ones. Both of you guys, come in.” He sounded really tired. Of course, he handled at least a hundred crazy fan girls without a rest. He should be tired. I nodded and the girl stood up with a word. We both went in timidly inside the room. In the room, there was just a desk and two chairs facing each other. Couple of chairs were next to the door so the people who were waiting in line could seat down. The man had dark circles underneath his eyes and pointed to the girl next to me,

 

“You. You-” He stopped and turned around to this guy next to him who had a black sunglasses,

“God, I am so tired. You take the last two girls. Hey you. Seat down here.” A guy with with black sunglasses and a baseball cap sat facing that girl and asked gently,

 

“What is your name?”

 

The girl stuttered nervously, “M-my name i-is Choon Hee.” The guy typed in something (probably her name) and replied,

 

“Ah, Yang Choon Hee. I see, you are a third year in BK high school. You went to several piano competitions and won first. You must be good.”   

 

The girl shyly nodded fixing her huge glasses, “Well. I started piano since I was four so...”

 

“Ah, I see. Are you a fan of BAP? What do you know about them?” He asked as he crossed his legs. The girl nodded anxiously,

 

“I am a HUGE fan of BAP. They are like my living god. They are handsome and kind.... Just six perfectionist boys...” She glanced at the man and started to talk in a super speed, “Ok, Bang Yong Guk whoisthemainrapperandtheleaderofBAPwasbornonMarch31,1990.Hisweighthis60kg-”

 

“Ok stop.” The man cut her off and smiled, “You may go now. We will tell you the result tomorrow. Thank you, next!”

 

The man didn’t have a chance to the girl to talk so she had no choice but to leave. I walked up calmly and sat down, observing the man. Just be honest. Be honest. That is how I go my part time jobs. Honesty is the best.

 

“What is your name?” He asked as he looked at me. I replied shortly,

 

“ Jung Haneul.” He typed in my name and nodded, “You go to the same highschool as BAP. I see. Are they in your class by any chance?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Ah, you are a lucky girl. Are you happy to see them everyday? You must be.” The guy chuckled. I replied as I folded my hand on my lap,

 

“No, it is not like I am not happy to see them but why should I be happy to be see them?” The guy looked up and frowned,

 

“You aren’t happy to see them? But aren’t you a fan of BAP?”

 

“Who said I was? Not every girl in this world is a fan of them you know.” I laughed carefreely. Did I sound a bit rude? Damm it. So I added quickly, “I am not a hater or something. It is just that I am not a fan of them.”

 

“Then... Why are you getting this job?” He asked, confused. That was a stupid question.

 

“Of course to earn money. The salary is pretty high and I need money right now so it was a perfect opportunity.” I shrugged as I crossed my legs.

 

“Do you know anything about BAP?” He asked as he wrote something down on a blank piece of paper.

 

“Nope.” I shook my head.

 

“Not anything? Not even the members name?”

 

“I think I know one. His name is Jung... uh... Daehyun. He is my desk partner.”

 

“Not anything else? Nothing at all?”

 

“Nope.”

 

“You are kidding. You must be joking right?”

 

“No... Why would I be lying about that? Like I said before, not every girl in Korea is a fan of them. I don’t have any interest in them at all. If it really bothers you so much, you can ask my friends.” I replied kind of offended. Why would I lying about that? Seriously! Why do people think weirdly when a girl isn’t a fan of them. What is so good about them?

 

“Are you sure you are applying for this job just for money?” He asked as he leaned forward and added,

 

“Just hypothetically, what if I gave you the money that you need? Then would you not apply for it?”

 

“Of course.” I said obviously, “Who wouldn’t?” I wish. If he did, god then, it would be one of the best days in my life. He still looked like he didn’t believe me. He called out,

 

“You guys, come over here.”  Six tall handsome boys came out of the door in the back and one of them mumbled,

 

“Is the interview finished yet? Uh- Hyung! Someone is here. Why did you call us out?” The other five boys looked at my direction and the guy who was interviewing me told them,

 

“Persuade her. Try to make her reveal the truth.”  Oh my god. Is that man crazy? How rude of him. He thinks I am lying and he is saying that in front of me. What kind man is that? He is one piece of sh-.

 

“Reveal what?” A guy in expensive leather jacket asked.

 

“That she is a fan of you guys. She is saying that she isn’t a fan of you guys! She is just here for the job!” He said as he glanced at him. I looked at him unbelievably. Now I was really offended. Is coming here for the job that unbelievable. I just wanted to walk over to him and punch him in the face but I couldn’t do that. Then I would surely not get the job. I breathed out angrily throughout nose and just glared at him with arms crossed.

 

      “Hey.” A guy walked towards me with the black expensive looking skinny jean. He leaned close to me and said brightly,

 

“You don’t have to lie. We won’t get mad. You are our fan but you are just pretending you aren’t so you can get the job, right? Come on. Tell us the truth. We won’t be mad.”   I snorted and I tried to calm myself,

 

“Look mister. You can believe whatever you want but I am not your fan. Why is this so hard to believe? Not all girls in this world are a fan of BAP!”    That guy looked at me kind of shocked like what just happened? Probably because he was a BAP member, no girl ever spoken to him like that... maybe except for his mom or something. I added quickly, “I apologize if that offended you.”

 

The guy just looked at me silently and this other guy who was leaning against the wall opened his mouth,

 

“Whatever. Who cares. Just decide hyung who is going to get the job. I want to go home soon as possible.”

 

The guy who was interviewing nodded his head and looked at me tiredly,

 

“Congratulation. You got the job.” I smiled,

 

“Really? Really? Thank you so much! I will work hard!” I bowed thankfully and the man said to BAP chuckling,

 

“We need to have a private talk so get the hell out.” As the BAP left the room, he turned around to me and started,

 

“I first need to introduce myself. Call me Mr. Park and I was their old manager. Now I will be explaining the job. What do you think a manager does?”

 

I was startled by the question first and replied, “Uh... I am not sure. Taking care of the celebrity’s schedule?”

 

“Exactly.” He nodded as he took off his sunglasses. He had a totally different face than I imagined. Dang~ His eyes were very small, “But you aren’t experienced with that. A person who didn’t experience can handle it and anyway you are too young. So I will be the one that is taking care of their schedule.”

 

I frowned, “But then... aren’t you the manager then?”

 

“Listen. I will be texting you their schedule and you just need to follow them wherever they need to go after you tell them where they need to go. So I will be doing the brain work and you can just do whatever what I tell you to. But that is not the intention. The main job in this job is taking care of them. Like you know going to their houses and cook for them. Oh! Waking them up too! Like a guardian. ”

 

My face fell, “Whoah... So I will kind of playing the role manager of BAP and I will be taking care of them... like a housemaid or something?”

 

“Exactly.” He smiled, “It’s easier than being a real manager. You must be wondering why you need this. I can’t go to their houses and take care of them every single day because I am a busy man. If someone doesn’t take care of them, god who knows what they will do? They can act like spoiled jerks so I just cannot leave them alone. Like last time, they almost got caught driving a sports car with a driver license. And the worse thing is that they don’t care if they get caught or not. They are too carefree so I desperately need someone. I will also provide the money for shopping. Don't worry about that.”

 

“It s kind of rude to just enter their house and use the ingredients without permission. I don’t think they will be comfortable with me roaming in their house whenever I feel like it. ” I said slowly Even if I was an idol, I would never want someone to that.  

 

Mr. Park chuckled as he scratched his chin,

”They are expecting a person to do their housework for them so don’t worry about rudeness. You probably can just enter their room without permission. Will you accept the job?”

 

I hesitated. A housemaid?? Like a servant. Like a guardian? I never expected this. I would never do something this. Why would I waste my time like this? But... but the money. I looked at him in the eyes and nodded,

 

“I agree.”

 

“Great but you need to promise that you won’t tell anyone about you know like private conversation among BAP-”

 

“Yes, I get it.” I nodded as I chuckled. He smiled back and handed me a paper to sign. I signed it with a hesitation and bowed as I got up after we exchanged phone numbers.

 

“Thank you. I guess I will be seeing you tomorrow. I will be going.” I said politely kind of feeling guilty what I have thought about him ten minutes ago. I was too harsh. I guess he is nice.

 

“Oh. Ok, hey the BAP’s driver will drive you home. BAP are going to their houses too. He can drive you probably. Mr. Seo. Please drive this lady home.” He nodded and I shook my head,

 

“It is alright. I can just catch a taxi.”

 

“No no. It is late anyway. Take care.” He said as I walked out the door.

 

As I followed Mr. Seo in the parking lot, I saw BAP leaning against a black limo. I swallowed and I bowed to them,

 

“I apologized for my rudeness back there. I would like to introduce myself. I am Jung Haneul and I will be your manager starting today. I hope to get along with you.” That was one of the politest introduction I ever did in my life. I rarely say ‘I hope to get along with you’. Seriously. I looked up and the guy in the black skinny jean who I snorted at opened his mouth,

 

“Don’t worry about that. God but it was the first time seeing a non fangirl. Anyway I’m Yongguk, the leader.” He nudged at s,

 

“You guys! Introduce yourself.”

 

A guy from the very left who was the tallest shook my hand,

 

“ I am Zello. I hope to get along with you too.” I nodded and a guy next to him smiled,

 

“I am Jongup.”

 

“Himchan.”

 

“Youngjae.”

 

“Daehyun.”

 

I nodded and Zello.. right? The guy that was the tallest said, “What are you waiting for? Hop in the car!”

 

As I handed Mr. Seo my address, Jongup who was sitting next to me asked,

 

“Hey... Aren’t in our class? 2-4.”

 

I nodded kind of surprised that her remembered, “Yeah! I thought you didn’t notice me.”

 

“Well, Daehyun talked about you for a bit to us.” Youngjae laughed.

 

“What did he say?” I narrowed my eyes. I couldn’t help myself.

 

“He said that his desk partner didn’t know who he was. That’s what he said. Isn’t he your desk partner?” He replied.

 

“Yeah....” I glanced at him who was looking out the window.

 

“But I have a feeling you guys won’t add along. No offense.” Zello said.

 

“What do you mean?” I asked not really offended.

 

“Oh... I think he means that because of your personalities. I mean you know. You seem very straightforward and stuff but Daehyun is an arrogant lazyass.” Yongguk laughed and everyone laughed even Daehyun.

 

“But why can’t I be?” Daehyun grinned. I kind of laughed along with him but I don’t think I will get along with him.

 

“We are here.” Mr. Seo said and Jongup looked out the window and said,

 

“Mr. Seo. You were suppose to drive to Haneul’s house instead of ours.”

 

I frowned as I peeked turned to the window, “No. This is my house. See we are right in front of it. The red one.”

 

There was a silent in the car and I looked around, “Why? Did I say something wrong?”

 

“T-that is your house?” Zello asked with his eyes widened.

 

“Yes?” I replied, confused.

 

“No way.” Himchan said.

 

“Why?” I asked, more confused.

 

Daehyun looked at me in the eyes for the first time,

 

“Because that blue house next to your house is our house.”