Chapter 4   "Taeyeon, where the hell are you?! They've been waiting for you for almost 3 hours now! " I cringed when I heard her mad voice.   "I know! I'm on my way there, Unnie! Which floor? " I asked nervously.   "We’re on the 6th floor. Hurry up! G-Dragon and his team are already inside the office with Mr. Kim! "   "I understand—oh !!" I cursed. Damn, the two elevators are still on the 8th floor!   "Yah, are you alright?! What happened? "   "I’m fine! It's just that.. why did they schedule the contract signing today? It’s freaking Sunday! " I snapped while taking the stairs.   , I’m still on the 2nd floor for God’s sake!   "I did not know either, Taeyeon. I just heard that YG Entertainment scheduled the contract signing for today as soon as G-Dragon’s plane landed in Seoul yesterday. " She explained. "Hurry up! I've been lying to them since 8:00 AM."   So this is how YG Entertainment works, huh? Letting its artists procrastinate and then rush things whenever their time is running out?   "Where did you go anyway? I dropped by at your dorm this morning, but you weren’t there. "   "I’m—I’m just here in SM. In the a-accommodation room. " I said breathlessly. Okay, Taeyeon, just one more floor.   "Seriously? Then why didn’t you come early? "   "I overslept, unnie! I didn't even know how I got here! " I exclaimed.   "Did you get drunk again? You know how reckless you are when you’re drunk, remember? "   "Aish, stop scolding me now." I said, almost relieved when I saw the sign for the 6th floor. "I’m almost there. Bye! "   I was half running when I saw my manager waiting for me just outside the office.   "Hurry up! G-Dragon is already---wait! What happened to your face? "   I took a deep breath and then fixed my hair. . I'm a hundred percent sure that I look like a stressed ahjumma right now.   "Allergy. You.. y-you know, beers." I said, still catching my breath. "Should I go inside?"   "Are you kidding me, Taeyeon? You want to meet G-Dragon with your drunk face?!"   "Then what do you want me to do, unnie?! I’m already late! "   "Aish! You're really a pain in the , Taeyeon! "   "I know! I’m sorry---"   "Oh. You're here, Ms. Taeyeon. " A tall man wearing a suit emerged from the office.   I was about to tell him to stay quiet, but another man, who I assumed was Mr. Lee, one of SM’s Board of Directors, came out of the office.   "Taey--- Taeyeon?" He asked, surprisingly. "Yah, are you alright?"   I saw my manager shake her head. "She... she has an allergy. You know... b-because of the weather. "   I laughed, trying to hide the fear. "A-ah yes, yes. I’m... I’m not quite used to this kind of w-weather."   Mr. Lee gave me a pat on the shoulder to show his sympathy. "I understand. My wife used to be like that too. " He says. "Anyway, let’s go? Mr. G-Dragon is already inside. "   "A-ah y-yes." I nodded.   I feel tense right now. There’s a dull throbbing at the back of my head. It wasn’t just the collaboration that made me nervous, but also the fact that I would meet G-Dragon, the fashionista, in my baggy clothes. I’m freaking wearing a very loose and oversized long-sleeved polo, pants, and a pair of sneakers.   I took a deep breath and then went inside. I immediately look at G-Dragon, who is currently looking at me too. He’s wearing a very fashionable black suit. Damn, I should have worn a formal dress.   "Taeyeon. Glad you’re finally here." Kim Young Min says. He’s freaking mad.   "Y-yes. I’m... I’m sorry I’m