It was some three days later that the crew had gathered up in a room in the magazine office to discuss about the upcoming photo shoots. Of course there was Oh Sehun, the man of dreams with his manager and another person supposedly his bodyguard.
"I am so sorry, we are a bit late this time. Only if the documents were brought on time that day...," the crew leader suddenly stopped and looked back to a girl who was entering the room with a bunch of files. She was already having a hard time to see what's in front of her, walking carefully, popping her head from above the files every now and then so that she doesn't trip over something. After a little pause the leader continued ," All because of her. If only she had been on time that day." She stopped," I am sorry." The leader shouted," Is your sorry of any use now? Hmm?" as she carefully kept the files on the table, Sehun recognised the face. Of course it took him some time to remember but it was undoubtedly the same girl who was being yelled at the previous day. When the leader was almost about to shout again, Sehun interrupted," Can't we keep things a bit quieter?" The crew leader shifted his seat a bit, changed his expressions almost instantaneously and in a changed voice tone replied," Yeah sure. I apologise to have bothered you." She turned to him and found him already staring at her. She quickly bowed to him which he returned with a smile. She also noticed a lemonade in front of him but this time it was even untouched.
She went out and once again bought a bubble tea for him and asked a colleague of hers to take it to him. Seeing the bubble tea, Sehun gladly accepted it. The leader looked confused but didn't say anything. Melissa , after giving him the drink came out to her and couldn't control her excitement," Oh gosh, he looks even more handsome up close." She was even more excited," I know right." Melissa quickly said," Oh come on Zenia, just go and tell him that you are a big fan of him." Zenia quietened down," Umm... I don't want to. I mean he is always surrounded by fans around him. I don't want to bother him if I can help it.""Arghh, you are way too kind. Anyway you better go and make those photocopies unless you want to be scolded again," Melissa left. Zenia smiled and did as she was told.
In the mean time, the meeting came to an end and everybody was outside the conference room exchanging parting greetings when suddenly a staff remembered something and asked Sehun and his people to kindly wait while he ran to the conference room. They waited outside while Sehun suddenly discovered beside him a desk on which there was a picture , half-covered that he found familiar. His hands reached for the picture and he discovered that it was his sketch. For a moment he was shocked and then he was happy. He showed it to his manager hyung who seemed to appreciate it as well. Zenia has meanwhile returned to her desk and having kept her photocopies there she suddenly realised that her sketch was gone. She started looking for it all worried.
Sehun who was standing in front of her desk with his back to her was misunderstood for a colleague and Zenia without even looking up, bluntly asked him," Hey did you see a sketch here?"Having received no answer she patted his shoulders and asked again, while intently searching for it in her boxes. Now Sehun was perhaps in a cheerful mood and therefore instead of revealing it to her, he turned to her and said," Mm... which sketch?" Zenia replied," Ahh the sketch of Sehun. I just kept it..." She was in such a hurry that she didn't notice before but then she suddenly paused and having finally realised the voice, she pressed her eyes close, looked down, bit her lips and stood there without a word until he smiled and asked," Can I keep it?"
Zenia looked up surprised. She just nodded and probably blushed. She quickly looked down again. Sehun bent a little lower to look at her from below," Thanks. I'll keep it well," he smiled. Soon enough he left with his people. When she looked up, she could not stop blushing. She somehow sat down and controlled herself and continued to work again although she hardly could. Wonder whether she slept that night?