Hwaseok's POV

As usual, I wake up at five thirty a.m., and as usual, I walk down the streets of Seoul. And again, I buy some off-the street spicy rice cakes as I've forgot breakfast. Yeah, some boring life I've got. I extremely hate my entertainment company. The CEO is always trash-talking me, like he could do any better. He's too fat, anyway. I quickly walk up the stairs and open the door to my company and bow but am greeted by an angry CEO.

     "You're late," He says angrily. I steal a glance at my watch, and it's friggin' six fourteen. A friggin' six fourteen. And do you know when I'm supposed to be at work? At six fifteen. I don't think that's late. It's early even if by one minute.

     "I'm not late, boss. I'm actually early. By a minute or maybe a few seconds. Blind much?" I reply hotly. Yeah, I've got atitude. Judge me, rate me. I could care less.

     "Is that away to treat your boss?" He snaps.

     "Is that the way to treat your employee?" I snap back and walk away. I walk up the stairs and go to my room.