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Y/N'S POV

One week had passed and it's time for the annual festival in Fella University. Everything is going as planned. But the real highlight of this show is, the Fashion show.

"It was refreshing to see many designs coming from these talented students. some even exceeded my expectations" One of the guests said.

This festival is a good show to display the power of the company and their future applicants. Of course, the main reason is to endorse our designs and give the students the experience they needed before entering the fashion world.

I smiled at the guests remarked. Indeed, there are many talented students here in Fella University.

"President, this is my first time watching a fashion show and it is breathtaking" Seolhee commented. She looked excited.

"I'm glad you are having a good time" I said and she blushed. I chuckled at her cuteness.

After the fashion show ended, I was instructed to move in the Deans office. On the way we bumped into some reporters. We managed to passed through them with the help of the guards.

While walking on the hall way we met a woman. I scanned her appearance. Must be a reporter. I noticed that she was staring at me. She approached me but the guards stop her.

"It's fine" I said. She bowed her head and I did the same.

"It's good to finally see the President of Fella in flesh" She said. I just stayed in silent.

"Sorry for not introducing myself first. My name is Nam Yura, from Teens Fashion Week. I was hoping to have a private interview with you President Kim, if it's possible" she said with a smile.

"I apologized for approaching you rudely but I hope you will spare us some time, I will leave my business card, if you ever have some time in your schedule, I hope we can have a heart to heart interview with you" she said in a polite manner. I just nodded. Seolhee accepted the business card.

"Thank you for your time" she said bowing her head and continue walking.

"Teen Fashion Week huh?" I was deep in thought.

"President?" Seolhee called and I looked at her. "Oh, right the Deans office" I remembered and started walking.

***

"As always there are talented students this year" I smiled at the Dean who was watching my every move.

"Is there a problem Dean Roosevelt?" she keeps staring at me, and it keeps bothering me.

"I wonder if someone catches your eye" she answered smiling leaning her face on the palm of her right arm.

"I wonder" I said acting as if I'm thinking of someone.

"Stop pretending and be honest, this batch is no good?" she's straight to the point. She doesn't sugarcoat her words.

Mrs. Roosevelt Stella, she is famous for her strict demeanor when it comes to making clothes. She was the former head of designing team in the Fella Company, but when my parents died, she resigned and choose to become a professor here in Fella and now she is the Dean. I can say that she come along way to get this position.

She is also the one who taught me designing and she often advised me about how to manage the company. She is one of my trusted acquaintance. She is good at management and her designs are top notch. I wonder why she did not accept the offer of being the President. I mean she have all the qualities.

"It's not because they are not good. It's just that, I'm looking for something different" I said.

"Hmm. Something different huh?" she also started thinking.

"How's the designing team by the way? They are not slacking like last time I visited right?" she asked.

"Well, in this time of period, I don't think they have time to slack off" I answered and smiled.

"You gave them a vague design aren't you" she smirked, showing that she is liking the fact that they are having a hard time.

"Well, if they put their mind and heart to it, they will arrive with an answer" I remarked and she laughed.

"You are really my student" she said still laughing.

"I heard that you met Mr. Hiroshima last week. So, what kind of excuse did that bastard used this time?" Her face is full of amusement and excitement as if telling me to give the juiciest details that will thrill her.

"He used his power as share holder this time" After she heard what I said she laughed again. I just sighed at her actions.

"That damn bastard is threatening you, how low did he get" she said enjoying the news that I shared to her.

"Should I pay him a visit?" she has an evil smirked on her face. I don't know the details but I heard that Mr. Hiroshima and Mrs. Roosevelt worked at Fella and they don't have the best relationship. When I asked the reason, she just said that she hates his gut and Mr. Hiroshima is not as kind as he looks.

"I don't know about that. I suggest that you don't cause too much trouble" I said.

"Oh, because you have to handle the mess, right?" she said then smirked.

"Yes" my quick reply.

"Want me to show you around? The festival is not yet over. There are booths and different entertainments prepared by the students. Hearing that the President of Fella is here, I guess the students are hoping that your grace will give them an audience or something like that" she explained.

"Sometimes your way of talking amused me Mrs. Roosevelt" I chuckled.

"Am I too cool?" she asked in a teasing manner. "More on peculiar in a good way" I replied and smiled.

***

We walked around the school and visited some booths. It was a lot of fun than I expected. There are booth selling some clothes so I went it. The students who owns the booth were surprised.

"P-President, what are you doing here? Oh my gosh, is this a dream?" the girl in a pigtail said with disbelief.

"I don't think we are dreaming" The guy said.

"Y/N where did you-Oh you're here?" I heard Mrs. Roosevelt's voice behind me. I turn around and saw her entering the booth.

"Of course, you are here" she said. Seolhee who was silently tailing behind us is dragged by Mrs. Roosevelt to who knows where.

"Can I look around?" I asked the students and they nodded. "O-Of course, you can. Just do what you want to your hearts' content President" the girl said while stuttering. I just smiled at their cute surprised expressions.

"Then, excuse me" I said and started looking around. I can see some slacks and pants their sizes are different, they looked unusual. The clothes seem pretty but the colors are mostly in pastels and dark colors.

"Is there a reason why your clothes are mostly in pastel and dark colors?" I looked at the students waiting for answers.

"T-The truth is, we intend to attract more teen costumers and these days pastel colors and dark colors that contrast but compliment their complexions are popular nowadays. Also, pants that looks like slacks are in demand" the guy explained.

"We made a researched and we found out that guys like it if the pants are not that tight so we made a pants in using a slack's proportion" the girl added.

"we also handed out survey here in the University and the other schools and we received the same answers. So, we came up with this plan" the girl seemed embarrassed while explaining.

"Why are you hiding behind him?" I asked. "U-Umm, it's just that, I'm really shy. I-I mean. I really looked up to you President" she confessed, her cheeks are red. I chuckled at her.

"hey Elaine, stop hiding behind, it's disrespectful to President Kim" the guy said.

"So, your name is Elaine" I smiled at her. "How about you?" I looked at the guy. "My name is Aron Wang, I'm sorry if the clothes that we made are lacking but I hope you will like them. Elaine really did her best in designing them. Elaine stop hiding behind me" The guy said. He is well mannered and composed. He gently pushed Elaine forward. They looked cute together.

"You guys are closed" I remarked. I can't help but become fond of them.

"W-We are childhood friends" Elaine explained. That's why. A childhood friend huh?

"You guys have precious relationship. Hold on to that" I advised and they both nodded.

"So, have you looked enough?" Mrs. Roosevelt appeared behind me and so as Seolhee who was dragged by her. She looked exhausted.

"I did" I smiled happily answering her question.

"You seem refreshed. Did something happen?" she asked as she looks around. She saw the pants and started fitting them.

"They seem fun to used" she commented. Seolhee touch the fabric. "They are soft" she said in amusement.

"I want to purchased them, all of them" I told the students.

"Of course-wait what did you say?" Mrs. Roosevelt is surprised so as Seolhee. The students are surprised as well.

"Y/N, although the designs are interesting but the skills in making the clothes are not yet enhanced"

"Exactly, and I want it to be enhanced in my company, so what I'm telling you is that, I wanted to buy your design with me and no one else and I want you to sign a three-month contract with me" I looked at them both.

They were all surprised by what I said but I am smiling from ear to ear. I found something interesting.