As much as he had hyped himself up, he was doomed for failure. All three of his shots might have hit the paper, but were all at the edges, and hitting the paper was a miracle that even happened. There weren't any at the top, but there were two on one side, and one at the bottom corner. Sua stared at their scores in her hands, comparing hers to Seonwoo’s to Alleah’s. She sighed, and looked over to the man who was holding Alleah on his head, his beanie on her hat. Her feet were pinned by his neck, legs pressing against his piercings, and he had his brows furrowed, and a pout at his lips. His hands held onto her feet to keep her from falling off, but she would play with his hair, and mess it up.

“Look Sua!” the little girl called down to her, as they were walking down the sidewalk. She still didn’t know why she was tagging along with them, still.

“What?” Sua asked, looking up, before giggling.

“It’s like a saddle!” Alleah cheered, as she was talking about Seonwoo’s hair.

“It’s not a saddle,” Seonwoo pouted, “stop playing with my hair.”

“But you said you were gonna do everything I said.” the girl stated, leaning down so her hat fell. Her eyes were level with Seonwoo’s and he pouted.

“Fine, whatever,” he stated, before turning to Sua, “can you pick up her hat?”

“Yeah, of course,” She responded, as she bent down to pick it up.

“Hey, Seonwoo,” Alleah asked, pushing all his hair down so it was in his eyes, “Can I go with you to work?”

“I don’t work today.” Seonwoo stated, trying to blow his bangs out of his face.

“Liar!” Alleah stated, slamming her fists onto his head.

“If I worked today, then I wouldn’t be watching you.” he muttered, which caused the pounding to his head to stop.

“Then go to work, today.” Alleah stated, bending down, to wrap her hands around his chin, keeping her in place.

“I…” he trailed off, before giving up, “Fine.”

“Take Sua with you!” the girl smiled, before freeing her feet from Seonwoo’s grasp, which caused him to grab onto her legs to keep her from falling off his head.

“I can’t take her with me if she doesn’t want to go.” he stated, “and stop moving, you’ll fall.”

“Sua!” Alleah began turning her attention to the light brown girl that was walking beside them, “Can you go with Seonwoo to his work, please?”

“Well, I need to get some writing done, and-”

“Oh, but there’s tables there.” Alleah muttered, sliding herself off Seonwoo’s head, and being caught at his shoulders.

“I…” she looked up into the little girl’s wide eyes, “fine.”

“Sua, you really don’t have to.” Seonwoo said, looking over to her, his brows raised.

“No, it’s fine, a change of scenery would be nice.” Sua smiled back at him, as they continued on their trek, “How far away is your work anyway?”

“Not far,” Seonwoo muttered, “Only a few blocks I think.”

She found herself following them, in a peaceful silence. He was still chatting up with the little girl on his shoulders, as she would exclaim for him to do strange things, like crawl on the ground like a horse, or swing around a pole like a monkey. If it wasn’t for her sudden urge to ask him a question, he’d probably be soaked from the pond she noticed the girl eyeing. It was as if she was torturing him. Sua almost felt bad for Seonwoo, though, she didn’t know him well, and he had a lot of strange things about him. Girls, too. She was certain he was either already taken, or he was a player. He had the looks, and the style. Plus, he had that ‘natural’ way of convincing someone to do something, or at least made them feel a little guilty if they refused his offer.

“Hey, Seonwoo,” Sua asked, right before Alleah could tell him her next order.

“Yeah?” Seonwoo asked, oblivious to the little child’s smirking smile behind his head.

“You mentioned before that your friend could breathe fire. That’s not possible.” she sighed, “So what did you mean?”

“Exactly what I said,” Seonwoo stated, turning his head to face her, as they continued to walk forward. “Yongsun can breathe fire. Why? Is that supposed to be strange?”

“Well, people don’t usually breathe fire, Seonwoo.”

“I guess,” Seonwoo shrugged, “but Yongsun was different, then.”

“Was he a magician?”

“Magician? No. He was my mentor, and-” Seonwoo replied, before stopping in front of the glass doors to a very tall skyscraper, “Anyway, Alleah,” he told the girl as he swept her off his shoulders, over his head. “We’re here, whaddya wanna do?”

“Wait!” Sua exclaimed, causing the two other people in their small group to look over to her, “This is where you work?”

“Yeah, and?” Seonwoo asked, watching Alleah run into the revolving door, “Don’t hurt yourself.”

“You work here?” Sua repeated, gazing up to try and see the top.

“Well, not exactly,” Seonwoo replied, with a shrug, “This is where I’m signed with.” He went through one of the side doors, avoiding the one rotating around.

“Signed with?” Sua asked, following him in.

“Yeah, this is the place I said before, MV Entertainment. Her parents also have contracts with us.” Seonwoo answered, gesturing to the little girl.

“Seonwoo! Seonwoo!” the child exclaimed, “Can we do a quest?”

“A quest?” Seonwoo repeated, “I’m not sure if these ones are safe for you.”

“What do you mean, not safe?” Asuska asked, pulling at his pants leg.

Seonwoo was looking down at something on his phone, eyes widening “That won’t work, no, no, no,” he knelt down to her, “Alleah, I’ll take you on a quest next time, besides, the guild master isn’t here today, and I’m off today.”

“Hey, Seonwoo!” Someone exclaimed from the lobby area that Sua had yet to actually look around, “I see you decided to show up today.”

“Imjuk,” Seonwoo sighed, “Hi, and no.” he looked away from the man who was approaching them.

“Aw, come on.” the guy teased, as he adjusted his shades across his nose, keeping his hand in his coat pocket, before waving to the lady he left on the sofa. “Who’s this chick?”

“Sua,” Seonwoo replied, “she’s gonna join us, today.”

“Wait, what!” Sua exclaimed, unaware of this sudden decision that was made without her acknowledgement.

“Ah, I see,” Imjuk smiled, before swinging an arm over her shoulder, ignoring her statement, “We should hang out sometime, babe.”

“Ah, no thanks, I’ve got a packed writing schedule.” she smiled, weakly, as she tried to get away from him, which, luckily wasn’t hard to do, because he suddenly leaped away from her as if she were the plague.

“You’re a writer!” he exclaimed, “Sorry, but I don’t think we’ll ever work out!” he dashed away from her, and back to the girl he was entertaining.

She blinked, and glanced over to Seonwoo for some clarification on what happened, but the guy didn’t seem to give any care to what was going on, as he tried to convince Alleah that they should leave. Alleah seemed to be set on spending the day here, though, and for some reason, Seonwoo was highly against it. She wasn’t all that sure why, but she felt like it was a personal matter for him, and she had no right prying. She began making her way back over to the door, to leave, when Seonwoo snapped his attention up to her.

“Mira’s at the desk over there.” he said, pointing to the woman, who Sua swore she had seen working that cafe a few times, standing elegantly behind the desk, though it appeared to be more of a bar, as a few bottles of beer, wine, and other alcohol filled beverages were placed on a rack behind her.

“Um, Seonwoo, I never said that I would-” she began, but he cut her off.

“Join MV Entertainment?” he asked standing up, “Why not? We’re all friends here, and you can still write, and have fun.”

“Hello, Seonwoo, are you back?” Mira asked, making her way around the counter.

“Not yet, I still gotta watch Alleah today until Bria comes back.”

“I see,” the woman smiled, before turning to Sua, “You must be Suga.”

“It’s Sua,” the writer corrected, “I’m pleased to meet you.”

“I apologize, Seonwoo kept calling you ‘Suga’ when he was talking to us.” Mira smiled, raising a hand to her cheek, “I’m Mira.”

“Shin Mira?” Sua asked, slightly skeptical, though she had seen the name in a magazine before.

“That’s me,” the woman smiled, “I suppose modeling really gets your name out there, huh.”

“So, is this a modeling agency?” Sua asked, “because I would really rather prefer to be a writer.”

“No, no, no,” the woman replied, “This is a multi-talent agency, we do have a modeling branch, though.”

“So what does Seonwoo do?” Sua asked, pointing at the idiot goofing off with the dark haired little girl behind her.

“You don’t know?” Mira asked, her eyes widening, in curiosity.

“Am I supposed to?” Sua replied, taking a glance over to Seonwoo, before turning her attention back to the bright blue eyed woman in front of her.

“Well, he did have his own article in a few magazines recently,” Mira sighed, “though, he definitely doesn’t look like his alias’ preferred persona.” she shrugged her shoulders, “Most people don’t picture a child when they read it.” Gaining a mumble from him about he wasn’t a child.

“I see,” Sua responded, looking over to him, as if understanding what Mira was getting at. “So what was the article about?”

“Part of it was an interview, with a few shots of them interviewing him, though, for some reason they were all taken from behind him, so it was mostly of the interviewer, and then there was a short article about some of the things he’s done, and what he does.” Mira explained, “When Seonwoo had gotten back, he said it was the most boring process that had ever happened and that he’d never do it again.”

“Is an interview really that boring?” Sua asked, having the feeling that being interviewed for one of her books would be such a great honor.

“For Seonwoo it’s a punishment.” Mira smiled, “but he smiles during it anyway.”

“Is Seonwoo ever not smiling?”

“Of course, tons of times, why? Has he got your heart beating?”

“What!” Sua was shocked by the sudden question by someone she doesn’t even know. Though, she supposed it made sense if she was this close with Seonwoo, “No, of course not. I wasn’t even expecting to run into him today. I was just dragged along with him and Alleah.”

“You didn’t have to come with us, you know.” Seonwoo muttered from behind her.

“Oh, Seonwoo!” Mira smiled, clasping both her hands beside her head in an innocent manner, “Apparently Sua didn’t read about your interview, can you get that magazine for her?”

“No.” Seonwoo snapped back, “That thing was hell.”

“Seonwoo~” Mira muttered under her breath, pointing to Alleah behind him.

“It was awful.” Seonwoo corrected, “they wouldn’t let me catch a break! And all they had on the table were cookies and fruit. Not even a single ghost pepper.” he sighed, and dropped his head backward.

“Ghost pepper?” Sua repeated. Those were some of the hottest peppers, “Aren’t those kinda spicy?”

“Eh. It’s not bad.” Seonwoo shrugged, “Why?”

“Do you like spicy things?” Sua clarified her question.

“Yeah, they're good.” Seonwoo shrugged, “So Mira, you gonna get her those papers, and the stamp?”

“Of course,” Mira smiled, and made her way back behind the counter.

“And can you get me a glass of Fireball? And some strawberry lemonade for Alleah?”

“Of course,” Mira smiled, grabbing the papers out and placing them on the counter, “Sua, if you wouldn’t mind filling these out, we can start the process to get you a contract with us.”

“What, but I really didn’t-”

“Thanks Mira!” Seonwoo interrupted, “Alleah wants to play by the fountain in the courtyard, so that’s where we’ll be for the drinks, Mira!” the girl began pulling on his sleeve, “Ah, wait!” he said, turning to the girl, before looking over to the girl he brought in with him, “Sua, you want anything to drink?”

“What? No, you don’t have to get anything for me, Seonwoo, I really wasn’t-” he cut her off.

“Well, you paid for part of my meal when we met, so this is a thank you.” he stated, with a shrug, “What do you want?”

“Seriously, I don’t want anyone paying for me, Seonwoo, just leave it alone, it was thanks for saving me from Dragon.”

“Still,” Seonwoo shrugged, before turning his attention to Mira, “Can you make her that strawberry cocktail Kira likes?”

“Sure, Seonwoo.” Mira smiled, “She was the girl with you at the cafe, right?”

“Yep!” he giggled, before being dragged away by the little girl.

Sua sighed, and looked down at the papers in front of her. They were relatively simple, but she still wasn’t quite sure about this. She already had an editor, and a publisher, did she really need an agent to help her out? No, she was certain she didn’t. She flipped over to the next paper and began to read all of the agreements, codes, and regulations for the contract. If anything, it worked out more in her favor. She flipped through the rest of them, and sighed.

“Hey, Mira,” she mumbled, glancing up to the woman who was currently blending strawberries.

“Yes?” the woman asked, pausing from blending the berries together.

“Just because I fill this out, doesn’t mean that I’m going to be under this agency, right?”

“Oh, no, you still have the right to decline, and void the contract at any time.” Mira replied, before blending the strawberries.