Lisa

"You're 17?" I gawked at him.

We we're on our way to Jungkook's penthouse that wasn't used for years now, according to him.

Kai nodded at me, "I-I'm sorry for causing you both trouble, noona, hyungnim."

"Anyway, why did you steal antibiotics? You know you're elligible for imprisonment at that age here in our country." Jungkook spoke.

"I don't have money to buy one." Kai lowered his head.

I sighed, "Obviously. If you did, you wouldn't have stolen. Are you even a student? Which school are you attending?"

"I dropped out of school." He answered.

"Why?" I asked.

The kid lowered his head again, "It's my choice."

I sighed, "I asking why, kid. Answer me properly."

"I-I ran away from the shelter." He answered.

My brows went up, "Oh, so you're an orphan."

"Don't tell me you're planning on adopting him." Jungkook glanced at me and stopped driving.

I didn't even noticed we've already arrived at the building where Jungkook's unit is at.

I shrugged my shoulders, "There's always an option."

We went out of the car and dragged Kai along with us. We arrived at the highest floor and entered Jungkook's penthouse.

"You're penthouse is pretty big. Why aren't you using it?" I asked Jungkook, slumping down on the sofa and tapping the space beside me for Kai to seat on.

He nodded at me and sat beside me like an obedient kid that he is.

"It's only my second time using this penthouse. My mom wouldn't let me live alone. Dad bought this place for me." Jungkook explained.

"Well, while you're touring in your on house, why don't you cook for Kai?" I tilted my head.

Jungkook nodded, "Make yourself at home, kid. I'm cooking whatever's in the kitchen." And he finally left us.

We both kept quiet for a good minute as I watch him fidget his fingers. Probably uncomfortable getting stared at by me.

"Why did you ran away from the shelter? What's the medicine for?" I tilted my head.

He bit his lips, fully knowing he had no escape from me.

"I-I don't think I'll like it there." He answered.

"Hm? Are the staffs abusing you or something? Or are the other kids bullying you?" I asked.

He shook his head, "It's not like that. Ever since I arrived at the shelter, nobody wanted to foster me. I'm turning 18 next month and I'll probably won't be able to get picked when that happens. The shelter will kick me out."

What the... That's one messed up orphanage.

"You look cute enough for me to adopt tho." I held his chin.

His eyes met mine and he immediately smiled at me, "Really, noona? You're gonna adopt me?!"

"You haven't told me the reason why you stole the meds." I raised an eyebrow at him.

His smile suddenly faded, "If I tell you, you won't probably adopt me."

"Why'd you say so?" I let go of his chin.

He looked away and didn't bother answering me anymore. I only rolled my eyes and sighed in disappointment.

I stood up and went to the kitchen.

"Wow." I leaned on the kitchen counter as soon as I saw Jungkook getting busy on the stove.

He turned around to take a quick glance and went back cooking, "Does it smell good?"

"Yeah, but that's not why I'm amazed. You look really good in those apron." I chuckled at his ironman apron.

He shook his head in amusement, "So what's your plan with the kid?"

"I'm adopting him."

Eunha

I just got fired from my job at the pet salon right after Lisa and Jungkook visited the salon.

I was planning on resigning anyway.

I can't keep bumping into Lisa at my workplace and Jungkook knowing where I am.

The Academy hasn't contacted me yet. I don't think they even plan on having me back at school right after a record of 'stealing' an engagement ring from Lisa.

I'm totally powerless against the Princess of Thailand.

I sighed and stood properly in front of the hotel I just got accepted to. My new workplace.

New job, valet.

And yes, I am a woman. Tho I'm not assigned to park vehicles, I can only greet costumers and help costumers accomodate themselves in the front desk.

"My feet hurts." I muttered to myself.

I've been standing for five hours straight already and no one, I mean not even a single costumer has entered yet.

The hotel itself is already looking like a castle. Why is no one entering?

"Eunha! What are you spacing out for? Our VVIP costumer is about to arrive!" A co-worker suddenly nudge me.

My eyes widened, "Who?! No one told me a VVIP is arriving!"

"Just stand straight! He rented the west wing of the hotel for the whole week! Don't mess up!" My co-worker said and left.

He bought the what?!

The west wing of the hotel is basically where VIP rooms are and that wing is half of this hotel's building.

Just who is this person? A conglomerate heir of a multi-billion company? A crowned prince?

"They're here! The Young Master is here!" the hotel ceo was the one who greeted the limo first.

I didn't even notice the CEO, the Manager and the whole higher ups of the hotel is lined up to welcome this Very Very Important Person a.k.a. VVIP.

I watched closely as the door of the luxurious black limousine opened. About four body guards were already lined up to accompany him.

His black branded shoes step foot on the red carpet that the other valets prepared for him.

The next thing I noticed was his long khaki coat that looked like it was properly tailored. He paired it with a black turtle neck that perfectly shaped his thick neck.

But what awed me was his hair brushed to the side, his yellow tainted shades hiding his long lashes and his lips.

He immediately reminded me of someone.

"Young Master! I'm glad you arrived safe!" My boss greeted him but this vvip seemed like he didn't notice him at all and continued walking towards the entrance.

"Don't just stand there, carry his luggage!" My co-worker pushed me, causing me to come to my senses.

I immediately picked up two of his luggages but I nearly broke my bones when I lifted them up.

Did he take his whole mansion or something?!

I struggled to keep up with him and with his four useless bodyguards who can't even lay a finger on these hell cursed luggages.

They already entered the elevator and I'm still struggling to drag his expensive ass luggage.

"Y-Young Master! Wait!" I shouted when I'm still meters away from the elevator and one of his guards already clicked on the elevator button

I'll probably get fired again after calling the one and only Young Master to wait.

I suddenly tripped on the tiled floor when I tried to lift one of the luggages up.

I was planning on throwing them inside the elevator since I'm already certain of getting fired from the job but fuck my life.

"Shit." I muttered.

I was about to stand up when a hand with branded rings on its fingers suddenly appeared in front of me.

I looked up and saw the Young Master looking down at me, "You know you're the first girl who told me to wait."

I gulped hard. I'm so done for. I'll only not get an earful from my boss and get fired, I'll probably receive way worse.

I took his hand anyway. If I didn't, it'll only offend him even more.

I immediately bowed upon standing up, "I'm very very sorry, Young Master. I didn't mean to shout at you."

He chuckled, "No no. It's fine. I find it quite funny."

Well, it's not funny for me! I'm gonna get fired, Young Master!

"I'm so sorry, Young Master." I apologized again.

"What's your name, miss?" He suddenly asked.

I slowly looked up to face him and blinked a few times, making sure I'm hearing things right.

"S-Sorry?" I stuttered.

"Your name. I was asking for it." He leaned even closer for me to hear him clearly.

I bit my lips to stop my tears. He's not making it better! I can already feel my boss giving me a death glare behind my back!

"E-Eunha. My name is Jung Eunha, Young Master." I managed to speak.

He tilted his head, "You probably don't know who I am, right?"

Oh God. I'm totally screwed.

I bowed again, "I'm sincerely sorry, Young Master! I have no excuse for my ignorance and my incompetence!"

He chuckled at me again. Why is he chuckling?! Does he find this funny? I'm so embarrassed right now that I even want to dig myself a grave and die.

"Nice to meet you, Eunha." He suddenly stretched out his ethereal hand again.

I took it willingly before I offend him again, "N-Nice to meet you too, Young Master."

He smiled at me, "Call me Bambam."

•••

Y'all know when Bambam
arrives is the sign that real
shit is about to go down.
- satanya000