"For the first time in forever..." (some song).

I almost sung this song aloud when I am standing in the office of a very well-known digital media company, and the cold air is blowing, maybe a breeze. While a staff in the content production department is introducing me to the people in the office, my eyes and ears are not focused on her voice, but all of my attention has gone to the boss's room, who is my idol.

"What's your name?"

"Me...?"

"Aren't you listening to me?"

My mentor's name is "Yah". She angrily looks at me, but stops when she notices me looking at the frosted-glass covered room. Yah seems to be more understanding about what I am wondering about that room with a dim light inside.

"Do you feel cold when you look at that room? You're just a trainee for now, I think you might not be able to come into contact with M. L. Boss much."

*M. L. : Mhom Luang is the last rank of Thai royal family or a child of the great grand child of a king.

"M. L. Boss?"

"Yes, we call her M. L. Boss. You didn't know that? She is so famous."

I am nodding my head and then smirk a little.

Of course, I have known M. L. Boss. She is the reason why I have to push myself as much as I can so I can get a job here.

Nobody knows the amount of work I have done to become like her.

"If I pass the training program, will I be able to meet M. L. Boss?"

"Well, is your name Mon?" Yah smiles at me, revealing her wrinkled eyes, telling me she is older than me. "Of course, you have not passed it yet, you will meet but how are you going to reach her? I don't really know because a trainee has no reason to communicate to our boss."

"Really no chance?"

I am disappointed. How can I actually reach her, who is the big boss here? My duty is to follow the guidance of the staff in this office. I think I can manage any chance to see her.

"Not at all."

I try to smile. Yah looks at me mercifully and smiles.

"When you smile it seems like the world is so bright. In contrast to M. L. ... who never smiles, I don't know if she has ever been happy with her life."

"Khun Sam... Ah... M. L. Boss." I'm trying to call her just like everyone else to blend in with the coworkers. "As I have read from the magazine, she does smile."

*Khun: formal pronoun before the name M. L., and to call general people, like Mr. Mrs. or Miss.

"She smiles only when she is forced to do it in a certain situation. Normally, she isn't lively or to cheer us up. She is better in her room."

Why do I feel like Yah doesn't adore her. To me, my idol is lively. You know? All these years I have been following her very closely. There is nothing that I don't know about her.

I also know that she is back from the Japanese restaurant... I follow her on Instagram.

"You said that I might have a chance... When?"

"This evening, Khun Kirk, the company co-owner will treat us for our achievement with a party to celebrate that we have reached the target. Sadly it's not a vacation to Hokkaido like every other year."

The dreamy way she is describing shows on her face that she is in a fairy tale. Realizing that our economy is in crisis, I am empathetic with her. Just a party is good enough for me.

When I pass the boss's room, the door is swung open because of the person that I have been waiting to see. My heart skips a beat. Now I am so awkward and shyly looking down as if I know she will recognize me, who really adores her.

It is a secret love. The scent of Chanel No. 5 spreads all around the rooms. A small woman has made everybody silent. I can feel the stiffness of everyone in the office. Tension is increased everywhere.

"Hm... She is gone."

"Why are you all stressing out like this? like rocks."

"Why aren't you? You looked down right?"

"I..." I am just shy, I am not afraid like other people.

"It would be better to avoid eye contact with her if you don't wanna be cursed."

"It's that bad?"

"Yeah it's like that."

Even though I have seen more about her, I was still waiting to see M. L. Boss, whom I have adored for a long time. I believe that no one in this office have known M. L. Samanun as well as I do. You can say that I am a true fan.

Over ten years, I have been waiting to see this woman.

I can remember her sweet face, she probably does not know who I am. It is fine. I am here without thinking that I am able to reach her. Just fangirling and living by watching this intelligent and beautiful woman is good enough for me.

Now I have become a trainee. The male seniors keep talking and visiting me because I am new here. Like a new student that has moved in the middle of the program and everyone has attention on me. I try so hard not to be noticed because I don't want jealousy and envy. I don't want to have any problem.

This company has done services like media production, market advertising, and media printing. It survives until now because they have developed into a digital industry like the world with social media strategies in the vision of Khun Sam, M. L. Boss. I am here, the same as her, today.

My duties are managing documents and appointments in this department.

However, I am so happy. My happiness is no from work but from watching her behind the frost-glass covered window. Sometimes, she gets out to go to the restrooms and gets back to work in her room. Such a hard-working woman.

I am so jealous but empathetic towards her boyfriend. A man might not like a woman who is too smart.

"Hey guys, are you ready?"

When the clock ticks six o'clock, a good-looking guy in a casual suit came and smiles cheerfully towards us. Everyone is trying to leave work and smiles.

"Ready!"

They make loud noises full of happiness, only because we have finished work and are going to a party. I also make some noise.

Ah... My heart is beating so hard, I will get to see her face very closely and clearly.

"So I will see you guys at Na-Mo café. Let's enjoy it."

"Hey!!!"

They are applauding like savages who hunt and throw themselves out there sacrificing. Suddenly, they become silent when Khun Sam comes from the opened frosted glass door, which everyone calls "the frozen room". With her small body, she walks put, and everybody is terrified.

She wears a black casual shirt but even that looks luxurious on her body. Her face is shaped perfect. It is so sweet and charming, casting spells on people with her brown eyes.

"How exciting? You all never have dinner before?" Her voice is nasal, low, and unique. She puts her hands in her pants pockets. "You too Kirk. You're like the leader of the rebellious protestors. So noisy!"

"Fussy."

Kirk puts his hand on her shoulder. The difference of their height is interesting, she is as cute as a button.

"Don't touch me."

"Oh! You're being shy. We better get to dinner."

His voice has magic, he makes the atmosphere lively again. Everybody here respects her so much which is funny to me, maybe I am the only one who thinks Sam is so adorable.

The only one who does everything that I adore.

At the Na-Mo café, they closed the store so we can have our own party. The owner is Khun Kirk's friend so they are nice to us. Kirk is very smiley and he is Khun Sam's fiancé.

A perfect match.

To make us feel more comfortable, Khun Sam and Kirk are sitting farther for their privacy. It is boring for me. I wanted to see Khun Sam's face closer.

"What's wrong with you? You look moody."

My colleagues are talking to me whole I am fixing my face makeup. I am in front of the restroom's mirror.

"Nothing. I'm just kind of bored, to think that I would be able to see Khun Sam closer today."

"Ow, that better than seeing her, you won't be able to enjoy dinner."

"Why?"

"A lifeless woman like her will make you feel sick of food."

"Exactly." Another colleague agrees and whispers. "She has such a straight face, might be side effect of Botox. She never smiles or never expresses anything. Even when she is angry."

"But everyone fears her." I said it and don't think much, I am new anyways. They nod.

"We is afraid of her because we never know what she is thinking. Very unpredictable. Has she ever been happy? We don't know. Even when she caught an accountant in a relationship with a purchase staff, she was angry but she did not show any sign."

"Is it because of her composure. I mean she is the boss,"

"It's better if she is bossy, we can handle her. But when she is like this, we don't know how to."

"No. What I know of her is she isn't like that."

"Do you know her well?"

"I don't know her that well but she is the type of women to brighten the world with her smile, and she is a dog person."

"Is she a dog person? I thought I know that she is a cat person. After finished putting lipstick on, my colleague walks away. "Hurry before we leave nothing for you."

"Yes."

After they're gone, I am still in the restroom because I am bored. It is like my hope has been vanished in thin air. It would be nice to see her even for a minute. But I have no chance.

So what am I doing here?

I look down at my feet feeling empty for a moment. Then I hear somebody dashing into the restroom.

Swoosh...

A small woman opens the door with the same height as me and the scent of Chanel No. 5 hits me hard. It wakes me up, my heart throbs and I happen to look into the brown eyes which are unexpected for me to see in the mirror on the wall.

"How do you that I am a dog person?"

Oops!

Planoy, Chao. GAP: Pink Theory. (pg 1-15)

"CUT!!!"

Our director has shouted that today's work is over. We finally finished our first episode.

"We have a party tonight. Everybody did a good job here. I appreciate your hard work and patience with me!"

"Yessssss!"

Everybody is so excited about the party, more than in the scene. Then I looked at the eyes of somebody special, my favorite one, out of all humans, I am crushing on this person.

P' Freen. ❤️