You'd knew from just by reading the employment contract... Working for such a famous idol would be a hassle. The schedules, the fans, the paparazzi, all thrown at you from the first day you stood behind Yongu as his manager. The amount of work resting on your shoulders exceeded anything you'd ever braced yourself for

But it wasn't like Yongu made things any easier. The childish k-pop idol was a bratty boy, with too much money too spend, and no feelings towards anything but money and appearance. Yongu seriously could not care less, as his world revolves around himself, all the time, 24/7, and nobody else could change his mind

A tour has just wrapped up, Yongu sits in his dressing room, his feet kicked up on the desk as his stylist remove his makeup and remove the clips from his hair "Ugh god... Those disgusting rats touched my coat... Throw it out won't you?" He says carelessly, throwing the coat over your head and leans back in his seat, yawning carelessly