“Why do I feel so comfortable today?” Jessica yawned.

“Wait,” Jessica felt the area around her and quickly opened her eyes. “Where am I?” Jessica sat up and looked at the place around her. The ceiling and walls were painted a light sky blue color. On the blue wall there were little pictures of crowns.

“Is this a kid’s room?” Jessica sat up. Her bed set matched her wall, and her curtains were also blue.

“This is my ideal room,” Jessica smiled.

“Hello?” someone knocked on the door. “Sleepy head cucumber?” Donghae opened the door.

“Omo!” Jessica squealed.

“You’re awake,” Donghae said.

“Where am I?” Jessica asked.

“A thank you would be nice,” Donghae told her.

“Mwoh?”  Jessica asked.

“It’s your room,” Donghae muttered.

“What did you say?” Jessica asked.

“It’s your room,” Donghae said quickly.

“What?”

“IT’S YOUR ROOM!!!” Donghae shouted.

“You don’t have to be angry,” Jessica stood up. “Thank you,”

“Don’t thank me…I wouldn’t want guest to walk in and see you on the couch,” Donghae smirked.

“What time is it?” Jessica asked.

“Eight,” Donghae replied.

“I’m up late!!” Jessica screamed.

“Late? I don’t even think you wake up sometimes,” Donghae said.

“Chincha? But I use to wake up all the time, very early morning,” Jessica pouted.

“Hurry up and go make breakfast,” Donghae demanded.

“Okay,” Jessica started to run out of the room.

“After you take a shower please,” Donghae said.

“Ne,” Jessica ran back in the room.

“So silly,” Donghae chuckled.

“Here you go,” Jessica placed down the food.

“You should eat too…You’re skinny,” Donghae told her.

“It’s okay, I don’t usually eat until night time,” Jessica replied.

“Mwoh?!” Donghae shouted. “Why?!”

“Because…When E-Eomma was alive…I would always have to work to pay for her hospital fee. I got her three meals a day so it wasn’t enough for me. I would usually eat at my night shift,” Jessica explained.

“Well that’s going to change,” Donghae pushed her into the seat. “Eat,” he demanded and pushed all the plates towards her.

“Why?” Jessica asked.

“I wouldn’t want people to think my girlfriend is starving,” Donghae muttered.

“Oh okay,” Jessica smiled and started eating.

“Be careful won’t if I secretly put a cucumber in there,” Donghae smiled evilly.

“Mwoh?!” Jessica was about to spit out her food.

“I’m kidding!!” Donghae laughed.

“Don’t do that please. I really hate cucumbers and I’m allergic so please,” Jessica begged.

“What else is wrong with you?” Donghae chuckled.

“Everything,” Jessica whispered.

“Wait…What?” Donghae asked while eating his food.

“Everything is wrong with me,” Jessica repeated herself.

“I was only joking,” Donghae told her.

“Oh…Yeah, I knew that,” Jessica faked a laugh.

“So…What is wrong with you?” Donghae asked.

“That’s kind of rude,” Jessica smiled.

“I know you’re mom is…up there,” Donghae pointed. “But what about your dad?”

“I don’t have a dad,” Jessica put down her fork.

“So…You were born without a dad?” Donghae asked.

“No,” Jessica looked up at him. “He left Eomma and I when I was little. He took all our money for gambling…He also owed money to that gang that was chasing me…that gang that you paid that night.”

“You didn’t have to tell me,” Donghae whispered.

“You will force me eventually so might as well tell,” Jessica shrugged. “Finish eating?”

“Yeah,” Donghae replied as the two both reached for his plate, and their hand touched.

“Sorry,” Jessica took the plate away and walked to the sink.

“Her hands are soft,” Donghae said. “What am I think?!?!”

“Are you okay?” Jessica came back.

“Y-Yeah! Don’t you have a job or something?” Donghae asked.

“I thought I was your maid,” Jessica said.

“I mean like a real job. Like in a company or something,” Donghae explained.

“I never went to college,” Jessica whispered.

“Mwoh?” Donghae asked.

“I said I never-,” Jessica started.

“I know what you said. Just go change,” Donghae demanded.

“Why?” Jessica asked.

“You’re going to work with me!” Donghae shouted.

“You get angry to easily,” Jessica shook her head.

“Aish!! Just go!” Donghae pointed.

“I’m going,” Jessica ran up the stiars.

“Don’t forget the ring!” Donghae shouted.

“Is this the company?” Jessica asked while looking at it.

“Yeah,” Donghae nodded.

“If I went to college I could have worked here,” Jessica smiled brightly.

“Do you really want to go to college?” Donghae asked.

“It was always my dream,” Jessica replied. “But I will go to college after I find a job,”

“How will you find a job without a college degree?” Donghae asked as the two

“I don’t know,” Jessica sighed.

“President Lee,” the employees bowed when he walked by.

“We’re going to go to a meeting together,” Donghae said.

“A meeting?” Jessica asked.

“With some agency, I don’t know,” Donghae held Jessica’s hand.

“W-We’re in the elevator,” Jessica said.

“You never know when the elevator will open,” Donghae said and yanked Jessica out of the elevator.

“Yah!! Ow,” Jessica complained.

“Just hurry, I don’t have all day,” Donghae said.

“Why do you have mood swings?” Jessica asked.

“Aish!” Donghae shouted.

“Mianhe,” Jessica laughed.

Jessica was sitting and listening carefully while watching Donghae work.

“He’s so serious when he works,” Jessica thought. “Why is he acting so nice?”

“Yah…Jessica,” Donghae called.

“I’m dozing off,” Jessica shook her head.

“Princess,” Donghae called.

“M-Mwoh?” Jessica stared at him.

“So cute, she only responds to princess,” the woman said.

“Ne,” Jessica nodded.

“The President was complimenting you,” Donghae said.

“Oh ne, Kamsahabnida,” Jessica bowed.

“You’re really beautiful. You’re perfect if you want to be a model,” the woman said.

“Model? Me?” Jessica asked.

“Of course! Did President Lee ever tell you that you were beautiful?” the woman asked.

“Of course I did,” Donghae hugged Jessica.

“Ne,” Jessica elbowed him a little.

“You know who to contact if you decide to become a model.” The woman said.

“I think she’s willing to accept it,” Donghae smiled.

“Well then come by tomorrow morning and fill out the contract,” the woman smiled and left.

“M-Model?” Jessica asked.

“You do look like one…I mean…Just accept it!” Donghae got up and left.

“Mr. Lee,” Kibum called.

“What’s up?” Donghae answered.

“You’re on the newspapers, magazines, the news,” Kibum started.

“I know,” Donghae sighed.

“And you too,” Kibum looked at Jessica.

“M-Me?” Jessica pointed at herself.

“Yes,” Kibum nodded.

“Okay, just go,” Donghae told him