"I want you to take it with you!" Nana insisted. 

      She shoved a homemade lunchbox into Minhyuk's hands.

      "Kimbap has to be made the day you eat it," Nana held onto Minhyuk's arm as he entered YinGwan's revolving door.

      Minhyuk didn't respond.

      Minhyuk took a step into this father's building, gleaming upon it proudly. It was going to be his one day.

      "OPPA!" Nana screamed.

      Passerbys began to look at them.

      Minhyuk bit his lower lip. He had no choice.

      "You hold it," he grumbled, "Stay quiet until we get to my office."

      Nana was pleased.

      They stepped into the elevator. 

      "Oppa," she linked arms with Minhyuk's and leaned her head on his shoulder. She turned her face to face the side of his. 

      "Oppa," she whined, wanting his attention.

      "What?" Minhyuk groaned.

      Despite his annoyed voice, he didn't push Nana away. 

      "Gomahwo," she thanked him in a shy voice.

      To look back at her, Minhyuk just had to tilt his head towards the right. 

      "You get sentimental for no reason," he shook his head teasingly, "You and your homemade lunchbox."

      Nana poked his cheek with her index finger.

      "You like me, don't you?" she asked cheekily.

      "What are you talking about?" Minhyuk frowned and shrugged her off.

      Nana let him be. 

      "What are you staring at?" he demanded, "It creeps me out."

      "Oppa," Nana said cutely.

      "Your ageyo isn't going to get you anywhere," he interjected.

      The elevator was clear, so one could see that they were almost to the 23rd floor. 

      The elevator slowed down, arriving at the 18th. The doors slowly opened and the fellow staff waiting at the doors bowed their heads to Minhyuk.

      "Oppa," Nana whispered.

      "What is it?" Minhyuk hissed back as people boarded on.

      Nana stood on her tiptoes and pecked him on the cheek.

      A few people coughed uncomfortably. 

      "Hey!" Minhyuk yelled at Nana as she escaped the crowd of people. 

      "Oppa!" she smiled, waving the lunchbox in the air, "I'll leave it in your office!"

      "Im Nana," Minhyuk was furious as he couldn't stand such humiliation.

      "Also," Nana laughed, "I lied! Interviews aren't on the 23rd floor! I'll do it for you!"

      Before Minhyuk could respond, the doors closed and the elevator began to ascend. 

      "Ahem," he cleared his throat, trying to ignore the looks the people were giving him. 

      Nana strutted into the waiting room in her heels. 

      She glanced at the applicants. 

      No girls to distract Minhyuk.

      "Excuse me, applicants must be seated."

      A female staff member prevented Nana from entering the interviewing room. 

      "Hey, I'm not—"

      "You cannot enter the interviewing room first. There is a fixed order. Please be fair to the other applicants."

      "Wow," Nana scoffed, "Hey, do you even know who I am? And even if I was an applicant, I would be first!"

      She threw the staff member off, pushing the woman onto the floor. 

      "Pathetic!" Nana blurted out. 

      "Hey!"

      A female applicant ran over to help the woman stand. 

      "You have no right to treat other people like that!" 

      Nana threw a disgusted expression.

      "What have we here?" she asked smugly, and lifted the applicant's name tag.

      "Bae Suzy?" she smirked, "What are you? American?"

      Suzy slapped Nana's hand away.

      "Don't touch me."

      "Do you not know who I am?" Nana placed her hand on her chest, "Me?"

      "I don't and I don't care," Suzy glared, "Apologize to this lady now."

      Nana rolled her eyes.

      Suzy slightly pushed Nana, however, with Nana wearing six inch heels, even a light push was devastating. 

      Nana flailed her arms in the air before she crashed onto the floor. 

      "What is she?" other applicants giggled amongst themselves. 

      "What are you doing?" Nana screamed. 

      Aside from that, Nana realized she saw rice all over the floor. 

      She turned around and saw that Minhyuk's lunchbox had spilled.

      "Oppa..."

      "Seriously?" Suzy was in disbelief, "You're concerned over food when you pushed a person?"

      Nana shakily brought herself to stand up. 

      "You waste money on expensive shoes, when you should've spent more money on your education!" Suzy shouted at her, "Your parents sure did a poor job!"

      That's when Nana broke. 

      "Did you say my parents?" her demeanor suddenly changed. 

      "That's enough."

      Minhyuk entered the scene. 

      "Oppa!" Nana cried and ran into his arms. 

      Minhyuk wrapped one arm around her and patted her back as she cried into his shoulder. 

      "What happened?" he asked her.

      "They wouldn't let me in the interviewing room and that girl just started yelling at me."

      Suzy crossed her arms.

      "That is not at all what happened—"

      Minhyuk walked up to Suzy and ripped off her name tag.

      "What the—" 

      "Bae Suzy," Minhyuk stated, speaking to the same female staff member, "I want her off the list."

      "Of course," the staff member took the name tag with both hands and scurried away.

      "Security, get this girl out," Minhyuk instructed.

      Two men in suits walked over and each grabbed Suzy by the arm.

      "What's the meaning of this? What are you doing?"

      "No matter whose fault it is, you caused the most disruption the way I see it," Minhyuk explained, with Nana hiding behind him, "In the professional world, we can't handle people like you."

      "Hey!" Suzy tried to respond to him but was led away by the security guards, "HEY!"

      Once Suzy was gone, the room eventually got the casual atmosphere back.

      Nana hugged Minhyuk tightly.

      "Oppa..." she began.

      But Minhyuk pushed her off of him.

      "You did nothing right, either," he scolded, "And you're not doing the interviews."