Ninth (1/1)

Wait up! Happy New Year Everyone! :DI know, you doesn't like the 'Kim Taeyeon' here because she is too far away from the typical Taeyeon in personal or in other fanfics, right? I think that's why some unsubs this? Anyway, let's just see what's with Kim Taeyeon here because I am excited for this story most!Thanks Readers! Give me some upvote for 2015 please? Thanks!   Since it’s still super early in the morning, I decided to buy a coffee across the building to kill some colds. I came purposely early today before Jiyong came because I want to condition myself and to practice harder for the monthly evaluation that Jiyong said. I don’t want to be a burden and to be treated special just because I am the daughter of SME, that’s the reason why I don’t want to train at our company. Jiyong told me last night that he’ll be late ‘cause he will go to the main building to work about their album. As I walked back into the building, a staff came to me. “This is the location of where will Jiyong be and unfortunately,” she said, emphasizing the word unfortunately. “You are his trainee, that I didn’t know how because there’s a lot of trainers here,” what the hell? “You would go into this place to accompany him and to be knowledgeable of what will you be like in the near future. YG personally recommend you to be with him since the other members has their own thing to do,” she said and walked away. I continued watching the routine that I have learned at the internet when someone knocked on the door. i didn’t looked at the door for a change and I heard him cleared his throat. I slowly turned to acknowledge him when… “M-mister Yang,” I greeted with a trembling voice and bowed to him. It was my first time greeting him personally. He was looked so casual, so simple to be a president of YGE, unlike my dad who always wore his suit and tie. He looked so intimidating. “Ne,” he said and motioned me to take a sit. I sat back on the chair. He placed himself at the swivel chair and crossed his legs. He looked at me directly and placed his both hands above his knee. “Kim Taeyeon,” he uttered that it made me sat straight and focused my attention to him. I thought the monthly evaluation will be next week? Is it because I’ll go with Jiyong that’s why they didn’t inform me that it was set earlier? Calm down, Taeyeon. He just mentioned your name. He won’t eat you alive! “So, you’re Sooman’s daughter,” he said and placed his hand on his chin. I shyly nodded. “Thank you, Taeyeon,” he said. Why is he thanking me? “I know you don’t know why I am thanking you but, thank you. Since you came, Jiyong changed. A bit but still, he changed.” I just gave him a slight smile since I have no freaking idea why was he thanking me! “You know,ever since Sohee died, Jiyong changed,” he said and it definitely caught my attention! I felt my heart beating fast that I thought it would leap out of my chest! Hold your horses, Kim Taeyeon! “It happened four years ago but nothing changed.  I miss my nephew. He was not the Jiyong I used to know right after Sohee died. I know this sounds selfish but Taeyeon, please don’t give up on my nephew. YG Family and our family would really appreciate  it if Jiyong would be back at his old self.” I was overwhelmed by the trust that Mr. Yang was giving me. Atleast even just a little, I knew that they trust me that I could help whatever Jiyong was on now. I know I could, if only he would let me to. We were disturbed by the staff who entered the door, “Mr. Yang, Miss Dami is waiting for you,” he stood up and faced me. “Jiyong’s sister is waiting for me. maybe you could join us dinner sometime.” He said then walked out at the door. Did he just invite me to their house?! I let my mind wander for quite some time. So my suspicion is true. Sohee’s dead. How could I compete with someone who’s already dead? “Penny for your thoughts?” Jiyong said as he was walking and occupied the swivel chair where mister president sat a while ago. He unbuttoned his bottom button to loosen a bit then stretched his arms. How could I control myself if he would always look this hot? I smiled at him, “How was your meeting with your producers?” He shrugged and fixed his snapback. “Same, the promotions and debut will be delayed for a short time. Have you gotten the memo?” I nodded since I already got the memo regarding the travel. We’ll go to Jeju tomorrow, only the two of us to meet some people. I was wondering if president’s behind this. I mean, who would send us alone two? As much as I want to think professionally, there’s still a part of me that there’s a malice. “Good. I’ll pick you up tomorrow, then we’ll go together at the airport or what?” I shook my head. “No, I’m fine. Let’s just meet at the airport,” for the first time, I declined. It’s too special for me to think Jiyong would come and pick me up. And I don’t know why, maybe because I was still thinking about Sohee. Who the hell is Sohee? Sohee what? Tss. I need to know things about her. I must know who I am against to. We continued the day as usual. I recorded my dance and sing and then Jiyong would checked it after. If  this would be all the thing I would do after these trainings, I’m sure it would be a hella tired but I knew I’ll enjoy it, thinking that I am with Jiyong under the same company. But if I’ll work under our company with Taehee around, I don’t think I could last even a day. I was home already and rested for a bit and went down for dinner. I still haven’t told Dad that about tomorrow. Knowing that he’s super protective of me to the point that it’s killing me, I highly doubt he’ll approve the trip. But then, when did I care? “Good evening, Taeyeon,” Taehee greeted. I smiled and sat down. Taehee hasn’t been pestering me for days and which I thought was a good sign. Has she finally admitted the fact that I would never accept her? We ate in silence. Since Mom died, I stopped talking during dinner time. Back then, dinner time was family time. We would talk about what happened at our day and laughed at the silly things we’ve done. I really miss my mom. “I’ll be gone for two days,” I announced and made Dad and Taehee stopped from eating and looked at me. “What? it’s work, okay? Professional matters.” Dad sighed, “Do you really need to go?” I nodded. “Fine, who’s with you?” “Jiyong,” I hesitantly answered but told them anyway. “No, Taeyeon. Only the two of you?” I nodded. “Dad, I am a working adult, okay? I’m already 22. It’s not as if I am some immature teenager. Calm down,” I said irritatingly. He took and drank a glass of water. Why do I have a very old fashioned father? To think that he’s the owner of the number one best sellers group in the country! My dad said a very long recital composed of the reasons why I shouldn’t go with Jiyong. Since I already mastered the skill of shutting people out, I didn’t even understand a word he said. I just sat there and comfortably finished my dinner whil he was jabbering nonsense. I stood up and smiled, “The answer is still no, Dad. I’d go whether you approve or not.” I saw a vein on his neck protruded. I was shock for a little bit thinking that I gave my Dad a heart attack! I calmed down after he was appeased. “Dad, please don’t make a big fuss about it. I have my life, okay? Don’t always go against my decision if you don’t want to see me m