Jennie's POV

Papers stacked in my desk, unable to finish this pile of our company s. Why meeee? Of course I like to be born in a super duper rich family I get what I want, but more on material. My father raised me like a princess until I entered highschool, speaking of highschool, I didn't remember anything it's like my brain skipped that period of my life. Damn you brain make me remember all of my highschool s so that I won't feel incomplete. I heard a vibration in my desk, it was my phone. Rummaging the papers making them fly and fell to the ground, I finally saw my phone. Opening it and a message from Jisoo popped up in to my notification bar.

Chichu: Yo Jen! My father invited you to his Masquerade Party, don't say no! See yah!

Sigh.

I can't say no to my best friend, I tapped the text box and the keyboard came up. Typing lifelessly on my phone.

Jen: Alriiiiight tell me where and when.

Chichu: At our hotel, rooftop. Tomorrow at 7PM.

Jisoo replied so fast, I wonder what is she doing right now, probably she doesn't have any papers stacked up onto her desk unlike me. Sigh. I can't even watch news because of this company, of my position as the COO. Well my dad is a CEO and he will pass his position to me in 2 years, goddammit how can I live my life if I was the CEO? I don't want to see papers on my desk, and another piles of papers aroubd my office. Sighing again, I pushed the button under my desk and my secretary came.

"What can I do ma'am?" She bowed politely and I gave her a little smile.

"Can you help me to do this papers? I don't want to see them tomorrow before I go to Jisoo's dad party." She nodded and took a half of the papers and left my office. At last I can see what's in front of me, and I looked at my watch it was 3:23 in the afternoon so I have to finish this by 5:00 and go home immediately to get a rest and watch some netflix or news. I pumped my fist and screamed 'fighting' and do my job.

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"Haaa! I can finally smell the polluted air of Seoul, well this is fine than smelling the scent of papers and inks." I whispered to myself and got in to my black luxurious car. I drove home and the guards and maids greeted me with a smile, which I gladly returned. I ran to my room and let myself fell on the soft matress, how I miss my bed. Not bothering to stand up and change my clothes, the thought of my Highschool days made an entrance in my messy mind. I was curious, why is my high school life is missing in my memories? Did something happened to me that is why I forgot what I did in my high school days? Did I fell in love with someone? Did I get high grades? The thought of it made my head suffered from pain, I decided to sleep thinking it wad fatigue from work. Dark swallowed me as I made my way to the