"This new cubicle is where you will be working in." Jane, Minah's new head in fashion design explained and showed Minah around the office.

"Thank you." Minah bowed and smiled. "No need to be so formal. It's New York girl! We are not in South Korea anymore." Jane laughed, her new boss was sure care-free. "I will take extra-care of you since you are pregnant. But remember, that is no excuse for you to be absent at work. It is indeed rare for the company to accept people like you though."     Minah looked at her surroundings. Thankfully, she had started working in the office, and didn't have to run in and out due to her condition. "Could you make me some coffee?" Jane suddenly popped out of her office. "No sugar, no milk, pure coffee. Thanks."  Minah nodded and walked towards where she thought was the comfort room. Only to find a practice room, a dancing room to be exact.  It reminded her of Sehun. Oh, how she missed him.   Inside, was a man in his 20s dancing as he was absorbed with his headphones on, excluding him with the outer world. He was good, he was pouring all his feelings to it. But he somehow noticed Minah and stopped  dancing. He took his headphones and stared at the girl. "Uh- sorry for interrupting you." Minah quickly apologized and ran off to find the comfort room. The man chuckled at her reaction and with a towel, cleaned his sweat off. He checked his bag. "Damn it, forgot to bring water." He cursed, grabbed his bag and walked towards the comfort room.

 

The man walked towards the room and found the same woman eariler struggling to find something as she opened and closed the small cabinets. "Need help?" The man asked, and Minah turned to look at him, surprised. "Umm thanks." Minah tugged a strand of hair behind her ear. "The coffee mug." "Last cabinet in your left." The man pointed and poured water into a cup. "New right?" "Yeah, still need to get accoustomed." Minah explained. "Are you korean? Chinese? Japanese?" The man asked. "I mean, it's rare to see new asian faces here. And your accent, it's different." "Korean." Minah said. "You? You have an asian face too." "Korean too." The man said. "Finally, I've got someone to talk to." Minah chuckled. "Kim Taehyung."The man introduced himself. "But people call me 'V'" "Yoo Minah." The girl smiled. "V, I always liked that letter, because it stands for victory." "You are the first person that says the exact thing as my mind." Taehyung grins. "You work here? You were dancing you know, your boss would probably kick you out if he was to find out." Minah states. "Yeah, I should be careful, so please keep it a secret." V pleads jokingly but Minah doesn't notice. "I should get to work then, my new head, Jane, is surely fuming anger right now." Minah said and waved "See you next time Minah."  As soon as Minah was out of the room. V started laughing his off. "Did she really think my boss would fire me when the boss is my dad?" V asks himself shaking his head in disbelief.   "Mr. Kim, your father says that you will be having dinner with him and your stepmom tomorrow