Nayoung watched as Yugyeom and Youngjae started washing the dishes, then she glanced around her.

“Excuse me,…noona?”

She faced the male before her.

“Our manager called us, he’s going to pick us in two hours.” Bam Bam informed, she nodded back.

“Before that, can I see your wardrobe first?”

Exactly thirty minutes later, Mark and Jinyoung had the young girl standing inside their walk-in closet.

“So much black.” Nayoung muttered as she went through the jackets, hoodies and coats.

The two outside didn’t know what to feel, there was a girl rummaging through their closet.

Jinyoung tilted his head as the girl stepped out carrying a paper bag filled with clothes, and then she disappeared.

“But, noona.” Youngjae didn’t know how to react as the girl pulled the multicolored sweater from him, Yugyeom just watched on, confused.

Bam Bam just scratched the back of his head as he saw his clothes join the large pile of discarded clothing in the middle of the living room.

“Nayoung-ssi?” JB glanced worriedly at his collection of HBA sweaters that were already in her arms, she looked up as she dropped them on the pile.

Jackson winced as he saw his favorite jeans join the pile too.

“I need your measurements too, we can do that at the company too, right?” She asked, flipping her hair on her shoulder.

“But what are you going to do with that?” Youngjae asked with a worried frown.

“Oh, those? We need to get rid of those.”

“Everything?” Jinyoung balked.

“Yeah, I’ll just go get dressed.” She replied flatly before climbing up the stairs and going in her room.

“At first I thought she was just an ice queen, now she’s just plain evil.” Youngjae muttered darkly, Mark just glanced at the room’s closed door.

“I don’t feel good about this.” Bam Bam mumbled, then seconds later, Nayoung stepped out clad in a sleeveless fitted crop trop, a matching palazzo pants and pointed pumps.

“Uhm, we don’t know what to call you.” JB spoke up, the members couldn’t help but grow amused. Their usually chic and straightforward leader was a stuttering and doubtful mess around their new stylist.

“Am I older than you?” She asked, the male nodded.

“I don’t really mind about honorifics but you can call me whatever you want.” She nodded before gathering the clothes at the living room.

“Then, noona, we’ll help you.” JB ran after her, she glanced at him and smiled softly.

“Noona it is then.” She nodded, the boys couldn’t help but stare at her face as she smiled.

“Are we really going to throw them all away?” Jackson asked again, Nayoung glanced from the front seat.

“Do you want my honest opinion?” She countered, the boys nodded. Her eyes landed on one of them, he had his eyes closed and his earphones were planted firmly on his ears.

“Well, Bam Bam you lean too much on those shirts that make you look thin. And not in a good way, you look too thin in them. We’re changing that.”

Bam Bam nodded, his cheeks puffed up.

“Jackson, why…the baggy pants?” She sighed, they heard their manager hyung stop his chuckle.

“Hyung!” Jackson groaned.

“Because I’m not tall.” He faced Rajin, she shook her head.

“That’s not it. You’re not short. So, those jeans aren’t complimenting your frame. Sure, you look good in them, but we need to change that. I would like to introduce you to skinny jeans.” She continued in her usual flat tone.

“Next, JB or Jaebum, or whatever, anyway, I get the whole chic-street style thing, it’s nice. But too much HBA isn’t good. I’m going to introduce you to new brands, and we might as well mix up some new colors to your black and white wardrobe. And Jinyoung, personally your style is very….How do I say this?” She murmured, the boys just waited for her.

“You look too approachable.” She finished, Jinyoung balked at her.

“And that’s a bad thing?” He asked, she nodded.

“Noona, do you want him to look unapproachable?” Yugyeom queried.

“Ani, I want him too look a little mysterious and yet still his style. And Youngjae, you always manage to look dandy and all sunshine-y, let’s darken things up a bit.” She finished.

“Yugyeom, I want you to look taller and beefier. Maybe more structured lines for you and we should focus on your accessories too.”

“Who’s left?” She breathed.

“Mark hyung.” Youngjae pointed towards the sleeping male.

“He…He…He’s okay, he has this LA style going on, but I think he has to speak more.” She stated before turning back on her seat.

Jackson chortled.

“We all think the same, he has to speak more.”

Nayoung didn’t reply, but she felt her phone vibrate.

Can we meet later? Lunch is on me  -Minho oppa

She didn’t reply and just hid her phone in her Chanel purse, then the van finally halted to a stop, she glanced at the windows and saw Got7’s poster on the wall of the building. She slid down from the car when she noticed another poster beside the boys’, she took a step back.

Miss A

 Then she saw the three letters on the building’s façade.

Minho’s words started to echo in her head.

“I’ll look for a company for you, Na. don’t worry.”

“You’re still not curious which company hired you?”

“J—JYP?” She blurted, the boys glanced at her curiously.

“Yes, we’re under JYP.” Youngjae blinked at her, then Nayoung took a sharp intake of breath.

“Are you ing kidding me?”

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