Minah's POV

  I stared at the peaceful, calm, and starry view of the night sky and sighed.   Sitting beside my boyfriend never failed to calm me down. Even if the world is full of struggles and surprises, I always find peace and happiness in his arms.   "Namjoon-ah" I called and raised my head from his shoulders to look at him. "You're not bored of me, right?"   He took his eyes away from the sky and looked down into my eyes dearly. "If I was bored, I wouldn't be here with you. I'd be in some other girl's arm or house". I smiled at him as he removed his hands on mine and wrap his arms around my shoulder. "You worry too much about us, about your work and your family. You need to relax and enjoy the things around you" he said.   I do. I do enjoy the things around me.   I enjoy my family's constant worrying about me. I enjoy hanging out with my workmates even if the workload is too much. And I enjoy my boyfriend's company, no matter what.     Kang Namjoon. A boy I met in one of my digital arts class on my second year of college. We were put in the same group for a webtoon project for our finals. A once in a lifetime encounter, turned into a deep and lovely relationship with him.   We started to go out, once for the project, and then twice... almost everyday, until he confessed his feelings that one valentine day. Since that day, we've been going out and sharing our feeling with each other. Making sure that we are honest and caring for each other. It's been 2 and a half years and our love is stronger than ever.   They say forever does not exist, but in his arms, I know that it does.   We never get bored of each other and we always find time to be with each other, staying loyal and happy in each other's arms.   But all of that is a big, fat lie.   It all started after that one office meeting.   ---   Jiseok, my co-graphic artist, approached me and sighed. "I hate our marketing team. I mean seriously, They give us too much instructions about the graphics we need to do and then reject it when we're done. WHO DOES THAT?" She half-whispered as we go