She yanks open the tinted glass door and slides inside to find her Boss and multiple handsome men standing in the spacious company lobby, and starring directly at her. All of their faces are confused as their eyes scan her body up and down.
   “Uh….Boss… is this wet shoeless lady our new manager?” One of the attractive men ask without taking their bewildered eyes off of her. Her heart drops like a two thousand pound weight.
   “Yes, she is… or was. She is late.” she watches her boss walk up to her and forcefully pull the coffee out of her hands. Not prepared for his next words, her eyes begin to fill with water.
    “You’re fired.”
 Petrified, she can't move a limb to try and explain. Her face begins to feel hot from embarrassment. The handsome faces of the men in front of her are only slightly surprised.
     "Yes, sir." She replies as she bows for the first, and last, time. Feeling hopeless, she wonders if this day could get any worse. She stands up straight and a salty warm tear rolls down her rain covered cheeks. Ready to turn and sulk out the door, a noise behind her makes everyone freeze. Looking at the line of handsome men in front of her, she sees their eyesight move from her, to the subject behind her, and their faces are shocked. Did someone just come in the door behind me? She wonders. "Whoever it is must be here to make my day worse. Maybe if I am lucky it's the grim reaper coming to claim my soul." She hears sharp footsteps as someone confidently enters.
     "No. She's not fired." The mysterious voice is deep ad soothing... and also panting. Had he been running?
 "Hyung! I thought you were at the interview?!" A worried voice exclaims from the handsome peanut gallery.
"No, I will have to reschedule it. I chased this crazy woman all the way from the cafe!" He moves his arm to gesture that he means her. Her body goes stiff as she fears for her life. "This savior grim reaper fellow is going to kill me" she thinks.
"I was opening the door for her and realized how much of a hurry she was in. I turned just in time to see her break one of her heels. But instead of stopping she decided to kick off the other one and run bare foot! I picked up her shoes and followed her here… I had to run as quick as possible to keep up." He takes a breath to steady his talking, "I looked down when I was running and saw bloody footprints. How could I not follow?!”  The peanut gallery awes in understanding and amazement. "Great, all they need is popcorn and 3-D glasses to make their day." She mutters. She looks down to see her right foot standing in a small puddle of warm sappy blood. She had been to preoccupied with making it on time, that she hadn't noticed it was bleeding. Looking up, she finds that everyone in the lobby was now staring at her bloody right foot.
 "Boss, don't you see how dedicated she is? We can't fire our new manager like this for only being a few minutes late. At least test her out for a few days." The mysteriously handsome boy pleads while rain water runs down his defined cheekbones from the tips of his shiny dark brown hair. She wonders why he is helping her so much. Why he wants to help someone who couldn't even be on time the first day of work. "What a screw-up I am" she thinks while feeling guilty. She likes being independent, so him helping her doesn't make her feel any better.
 The boss seems to mull it over, then pushes his glasses up his nose before finally replying. "Alright, but just this once." He says while raising an eyebrow and beaming a 'don't let me down' expression, before waltzing out of the main lobby. She looks around at the remaining people. They half-heartedily smile, well all except for one, that is. The tall reserved one with long dark hair simply rolls his eyes before exiting the lobby. At this, she feels even more like a failure. "At least you got the coffee right!" The tall one with the blue hair jokes while putting his hands in the air in an up-wards questioning motion. Suddenly, she feels the warm breath of the mysterious man behind her on her cold neck.
  "You can move now." He says with a slightly sarcastic chuckle. She hadn't realized that she had been still this whole time. He continues, "You are shivering. Come on and we will get you cleaned up." His soothing tone comforts her, persuading her to follow his advice. He tells her to come with him and he will get her some clean clothes. All of the remaining members look after her cautiously, before following close behind.

        He leads her to what seems like a nice apartment with three large bedrooms, a large up-to-date kitchen, a black Yamaha grand piano, spacious living room, and her favorite; a roof deck with ample lighting, colorful flowering plants, and a long wooden dinner table. He turns to  Alteria to gesture that this was the end of the tour. His smile is infectious, and his brown eyes are kind and caring. "Do you like it?" He says while looking down into her eyes, searching for an answer. Alteria feels an odd warm sensation as his eyes don't stray from hers. "It's really nice." She says in a higher tone, because she instantly finds that she wants him to like her. Standing on the roof, the cool afternoon breeze blows lightly, accompanied by the dull sun hidden behind the cloudy sky. Although the day's light isn't as bright as usual, his striking complexion still shines as bright as his smile. Alteria momentarily takes it all in, this utopian job, the statuesque men that now occupy her life, the lovely apartment-like dormitory that will become her second home. Lost in a day-dream, she feels him lightly tap on her shoulder. He turns his head to look down at her with a questionable expression. One eyebrow raised in confusion. "Are you okay?" He asks. Embarrassed, Alteria nods her head and attempts to compose herself. Right. This is a job. There is no need for those kinds of feelings in the workplace, she tells herself. Besides a relationship with any Korean celebrity would never in any fathomable world work out. She nods and follows him as he guides her back down the steps and into the salient dorm area.

 
  “This is the VIXX dormitory. My room is the last on the right. I room with Ken, Leo, and Hongbin. Ravi and Hyuk room together because Ravi snores like an elephant." He says as he looks at her saturated clothes and instantly recalls that they both need to change with an expression of revulsion. He waves for Alteria to follow him, once again, and she follows his across the dorm, and down a smaller hallway. She looks down wondering why he looked so disgusted and realizes that this was the wrong day to wear a white shirt with a dark colored bra. "" she whispers to herself before running after him to catch up.
 He greats her into his bedroom and with a moment of hesitation, tells her to sit at the foot of his bed. She follows his admonitions and sits down. The bed feels soft and warm as she moves her hand over the white sheets. She feels slightly anxious to be sitting on a Korean-pop star's bed, but reassures herself that they are just ordinary people as well. His room is much larger than she had anticipated, but also quite empty besides the one picture of him and his family, accompanied by some of the other members pictures. . The dark hard-wood floors are pristine, and the walls are of a dark bluish hue. The majority of his right wall is a tinted thick glass window that overlooks the city, just like Alteira's back at home except the view from his room is much lower to the ground so that a cherry-blossom tree branch has the capability to touch it.

  “Alright, here are some of my clothes you can put on. They may be a bit big, but they are better than wet clothes." He says while nervously rubbing the back of his neck. " I also grabbed some bandages from our first aid kit, so if you want I can wrap your foot.” His clothes are still drenched, which makes her momentarily feel bad for all that he has done for her. He must be cold too. She thinks of how large her feet are compared to most Korean women, and she paints a pained expression on her face. "Uh... I can do it." She tells him knowing fully well that she has no idea how to wrap a foot. Alteira begins. She wraps her foot and moves back to see what she has created. A monster. The bandage is all twisted and not even on the wound. She looks up and sees his face. He raises an eyebrow and looks at her before awkwardly laughing.
"Here let me do it." He says. "I have gotten a lot of feet injuries over the years because of dancing. He wraps her foot delicately, wrapping under the plantar aspect, and back to the ankle, all the while she wonders how ugly he must think her feet look. When he is finished, he stands and tells her that she can use his room to change, that he would stand outside of the door to make sure none of the other members walked in. Alteria nods and proceeds to replace her damp clothes with the dry new ones. They smell fresh and like some wonderful cologne... "Wait" she sniffs again, "This smells familiar." It smells of the past, but she doesn't know exactly how or why. After a second she shrugs it off and moves to open the door, pondering about how they look better in person than in pictures, and smiles at her brand new career. Upon opening the door, she is immediately suprised. All of VIXX is standing in the door-way.

   "Hello, we are VIXX. It is finally nice to meet you… earlier we were just… a bit shocked. But please take good care of us manager.” Ravi concludes with a generous smile. Each member introduces himself. At this, she smiles and shakes each of their flawless hands. "Hmm... So this grim reaper's name is N" She realizes. Her cheeks turn bright red in embarrassment as she shields them with her hands, and looks down as if to hide.
   Seeing her embarrassment, Hongbin becomes concerned of scaring her. "Guys, we should give her a little space." He says while shooting a glare around the group. Understanding the meaning, they all agree and disperse. N awkwardly turns around to Alteira, before smiling and becoming more comfortable. "Come in to my room if you want. Since you will be living here with us and traveling with us, I think we should get to know one another. And please, just call me Hakyeon." Hakyeon directs her back into his rooms and Alteira sits back at her former spot.

 'You are lucky I came in at the right time today, or you would be out of a job." He jokingly says.
Alteira smiles awkwardly and remembers how he really had saved her job. She wonders why he had helped her so vigorously, when anyone else would have let her be fired. Even if she were in his shoes, she would never have tried to save a new manager who couldn't even do anything right. "Thank you," she sincerely says with a sudden look into his eyes," I am really sorry about earlier. I am also sorry for making you miss your interview... I plan to make it up by being a good manager for VIXX." N smiles and looks down before replying, the time making Alteira even more anxious for his answer. The natural lighting pours in through the glass window behind him, lighting up his his dark brown hair and unblemished skin. "It's okay. Honestly. I thought I would be mad, no, I should be mad. But to tell the truth, I don't feel mad at all. I am mostly glad to meet someone as unique as you. Judging from today, you'll keep things interesting. That's for sure." Although he means his words, Alteira picks up a slight hint that he is disappointed that he missed the interview. It must have been something important to him. N notices that she is dwelling on the topic too long, and tries to light-heartedly change the subject. "So tomorrow, if you want, we can help you move from your apartment into your room here? N says in a tone as sweet as a morning song bird. Smiling, Alteira looks up and nods her head. The room falls silent for a moment. In this time, Alteira wonders why she feels so timid in his presence. She felt comfortable, but she also didn't want to say anything to upset him, which is odd for her considering that she always talks up a storm.

"Okay, am I really that intimidating? You don't seem to talk a lot. You are leaving me to do all the talking manager." He laughs in his nagging tone.

      Startled that he noticed, Alteira begins to talk more. "Oh no!" she says, her voice rushing," Trust me, once we get to know each other better, I will talk your head off."
"That's good." He remarks with a slight laugh. As they continue talking, Alteira can't help but notice his astonishing body structure. His white shirt is still see-through and stuck to his body, revealing his perfectly tone six-pack underneath. Every muscle moves as he shifts his weight from side to side. The sight makes her itch to grab her camera and take pictures of him; He quickly notices her gaze and nervously smiles. A silent moment passes before N breaks the silence.
  

    "Do you mind if I change my clothes? They are a bit damp and I am kind of cold." His eyes meet hers and she forgets to respond. It seems like something flashes across his expression, before returning to it's usual state. His intense chocolate colored eyes seem to be hiding something. But what?
"Oh..uh..uh yes of course." As sudden as a lightening strike, Alteira remembers what her friend, Nanomi, had told her a few days ago in preparation. "Now these boys are good, honestly, but remember that they have only traveled with each other all this time, and really haven't had a chance to form any relationships because of the secret agency dating policies and busy work schedules. I just want to look after you, Unnie." Does this have something to do with what she had said? She wonders. I mean, he is very attractive... But as quickly as the thought had came, it was ripped away by the recollection of the contract she had signed upon receiving the job. She had signed multiple lengthy papers, and one that had stated she could not, and should never have any type of close relationship with any of the members. Besides, she convinces herself, that momentary expression could have been anything.

       Alteira scuffles to get up but accidentally bumps into N while in a hurry to leave and let him change. Clumsily, she trips and grabs onto his arm to stabilize herself, but instead of steadying herself, she only pulls him down with her. Alteira lands with her back crushed against the cold hard floor, opposing her unsteady heartbeat and blazing hot skin. N falls atop her body, one and against the floor, the other behind her head as if to protect her from injury. His strong legs are spread beside each of hers. She feels the pressure of his body press against hers. "Are you okay?" He asks in shock, eyes wide open in concern. Alteira feels stupid for tripping in front of him, let alone pulling him down with her. She stops in mid thought, suddenly realizing how close she is to him. His face is only inches from  hers and his hand is behind her head. Alteira's heart beat rapidly picks up it's pace and she wonders if it could explode out of her chest. Her breathing becomes difficult and she swallows hard in nervousness. It seems to dawn on him that he was also, equally as close. His tongue habitually grazes his lip, followed by a nervous bite to his lower lip. What was this expression? Every fiber of her body tells her to close her eyes, to run away before its too late, but she can't find the strength to move or say a word. She feels her shirt slide off her left shoulder. N's shirt was too big, and she found herself constantly fixing it so it wouldn't fall off. But it just so happens, that at such a vulnerable time, it would seize the opportunity to slide down her skin. Nervous, she tells herself to fix it and stand back up, but something tells her not to. Oddly, she feels like this is something she had always wanted to do. Years of being scared to get close to people, had secluded her long enough. she had thought she could live the rest of her life with no physically contact to others, that she could survive independently, and this had pushed her farther from being able to handle surprises like this.
      "Here," N says cautiously, his voice wavering, "let me fix this for you." Alteira gulps as his hand grazes her left shoulder, causing every nerve to jump in excitement. 'I just met him, what am I doing? Why can't I move?' She asks herself. N is now so close that she can feel his warm breath on the left side of her neck. He fixes the loose shirt, placing it back to its previous spot, right on top of her shoulder. He lifts his head up, with every intention of standing back up and apologizing, but all hope is abandoned as his eyes meet hers. His face is parallel with hers, only inches away. His perfect complexion, perfect lips, and perfect eyes within reach. She suddenly realizes what the hidden meaning in his eyes was, their secrets unlocked. His gaze is meaningful and compassionate. Not like a puppy, but rather a man who had just found his lost love. But there is more, much more, in his expression.He seems to be fighting against himself. Fighting a dangerous urge. Like the boy from the picture, he is at war. Still paralyzed, she quickly closes her eyes tight in hopes that nothing happens, but wrongfully hoping it might. She knows his lips are so close to hers. His body only a few inches from hers. She bites her lip to try and control her emotions, but its no use. Every muscle, every vein, every nerve and body part is electrified by his presence. Maybe it is his beautiful complex dark chestnut colored eyes. Maybe it is his perfect body structure. Or maybe it is the way that he looks at her, as if he sees something that she yearns to see in herself. But even to Alteira, this may feel new, but he doesn't feel new. Have I met him before? She ponders. N pulls his body away from hers, because he is afraid to put too much pressure on her, and also nervous to be so close to her. Startled,  she opens her eyes to find that he hasn't disappeared, that this isn't some funny dream. N looks down at her lips, and then back into her eyes. He leans down closer and tilts his head slightly sideways, all the while fighting with himself to refrain from his guilty pleasures. Alteira hears the wavering in his breathing and he smells of the fantastic cologne she remembers smelling on his clothes. She closes her eyes once again, in anticipation for whatever happens next, knowing very well that it was all wrong, and moves her hand up to his chest, hesitates for a moment, and finally deciding to lay her hand there. His chest is warm to the touch and better that she had ever imagined. A knock on the door brings both N and Alteira back into reality. N jumps up and quickly grabs the clothes he had intended to put on.
            
               “Hold on a second,” He says in a flustered tone.

  “It’s just me, Hyukie. I wanted to tell you that that interview you were supposed to have today… Yeah well it got rescheduled to the 19th… the same day as our concert in China...” He pauses, expecting an angry response. N mumbles to himself quietly in frustration.

“Okay, well this interview, you know its importance.” He says.

“Yeah, boss tried to talk to them to change it again, but they said this is the last chance to have the interview while the reporter is still in town. Since it’s an international interview, and they have already informed the public, boss said that you have to go this time and stay behind. But we all packed and are leaving early for the concert.” Hyuk sighs and she they hear his suitcase and feet fade away from the door.

 N looks down at Alteria and gives her a hand to help her up. He no longer has the same expression from before. His expression seems more controlled and guilty.
                                                       "What are we going to do with you?" He says with a slightly nervous smile on his face.

*Authors Note: Yes? What are we going to do with her? Mwahaha~~ ^^ And now that N will be left alone with her while the others are in China, what is going to happen? This gif is killing me, ahh our dirty minded N and Ken. *