Okay, here’s a summary to what I’m going through right now. I finally manage to get a job at CLEO. I need to write a story about finding love in business world, which is really convenient for me as I myself is in the midst of searching my magic man. But here’s a problem. I finally met my magic man BUT was rejected by my editor just because he’s not a guy in suit. My life is so fun!

“Oops! Sorry, sorry. I didn’t see you there.” Someone bumped into me. What a nice way to start my horrible Monday!

“No, it’s okay. My fault for day-dreaming. Oh hey, Onew.” I smile as I noticed the person who bumped into me. Perfect! Just exactly when I’m searching for him.

“No, no. My fault. I’m so sorry.” Onew said, helping me stand up. “It’s okay. Really. Hey, want to grab lunch together? I’m alone today.” I pout, making a sad face. Hanging out with Sunny really helps you improve your aegyo. I’m getting good yo!

Onew looks shock with my sudden invitation. He shook his head and little and starts nodding his head off. “Sure!” He smiled, showing his perfect white teeth. What a cutie. I feel like eating him!

“Great.”

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“So then we had the leverage we needed to complete the takeover, which meant more—“ Oh. This story for CLEO is going to ruin my life! This isn’t working. My body’s here but my spirit is doing naughty things with Jaejoong!

Onew might not be my magic man, but if I’m not allowed to see Jaejoong, at least Onew is cute. Cute is fine. If Onew’s the trade-off for a cover story in CLEO, then I’ll take it.

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*Sigh*

New plan for my article. I’ll date Jaejoong, write about him, but instead of using Jae’s name, I’ll say it’s Onew! Now that is creative writing.

*knock knock*

“Come in.”

“Hi Mr Lee Donghae, I have a surprise for you. Thai chicken wrap. Healthy and delicious.” I said handing a plate of my homemade chicken wrap. Okay not homemade. I bought it at a café downstairs. One thing I’m sick of is seeing Donghae eat the same chicken salad everyday. So much for being a health freak.

“You can try something new every once in a while. I had them put extra neurotransmitters and a dash of omega acid. Just try it.” Donghae looks at me unconvincingly and let out a small sigh. “Fine.”

Donghae take a small bite and slowly munch it. He takes another big bite and put the rest on his table.

“Wow.” He smiles, wiping his mouth. “Yeah, delish, huh?”

“That is the best neurotransmitters I’ve ever had.” Donghae laughed and take the remaining chicken wrap and finish it in one bite. “I’m glad.”

“So, how’s the content for the so-called magazine?” I asked, glancing at his messy hair. “I look a mess huh?”

“Err yeah. But if it makes you feel any better, I like the shirt you wore into work today.” The frown on Donghae’s face slowly turn into a smile. “It’s the same shirt I wore yesterday.”

“Really? The same?” I asked raising my eyebrows at him. “Well, not the exact same. Its brother.” D