They finally returned to Korea after the concert tour in Europe.

Mark's replacement joined them when they were in Paris, leaving Hana and James to cover up the work during the tour in London, Amsterdam and Berlin due to the bureaucracy stuff the management had to prepare for the international contract. Damien Sutter, Hana's senior by a year was one of the most passionate and vibrant interpreters Hana had come across with. He was tall dark and good-looking, easy to befriend and she really hoped that he was going to work through the contract period.

Going through Mark's unfinished work was really taking a toll on both her and James when apparently Mark left all the written translation work untouched. He only did the on-site interpreting work and all of those were nearing the deadline. James and Hana were juggling on-site and off-site tasks that they barely had any time for themselves until Damien arrived. She was only able to see Namjoon for a short moment before either he or she was called for duty.

As Mr Nam predicted, the fan site leak uproar died a natural death when the fans' attention was diverted to the upcoming Order of Cultural Merit as BTS would be the first and youngest group to be the recipient of the award. From what she had heard, the HR team managed to track the leak to a couple of the member of the staff who was in the touring crew. Their service was terminated and the fan site was sued for the post.

As for the phone number, they were still unable to catch the culprit and Hana was now wary of sharing it with the people she worked with. The harassment on her phone stopped when she used her new number. It was only shared with a small group of people in BH who directly works with her. She knew she had to overcome that problem or it would hinder her job in the future. She backed up all her work in cloud storage and got another number for personal use. It was a lot of work but she would be prepared especially now that she was with Namjoon.

The Fabulous Five - that's what the staff of the leaked information called themselves for kicks - made a group chat just for themselves. Hana was hesitant at first as the group chat require her to share her telephone number. It was the concert director, Oh Sunmi's idea to set it up as a support as no one would know what they were going through other than themselves. It was a sound notion that Hana was swayed into joining it too. It wasn't as lively as any other group chat that she was in with her friends as the only thing that they had in common was the fact that they worked with BTS and their information was leaked out. They only shared the necessary actions to take to get the harassment to stop. Oh Sunmi offered them a ride home when they were in Seoul if they needed her as she's the only one with her own transport but no one had sought her out for it yet.

Despite all that, she didn't feel safe. Whenever she was walking outside, she felt as if someone was watching her. It gave her the chills. It was okay in Europe, probably because the security for the hotel was amped up after the sasaeng incident and the vibe there was different from in Seoul. Not everyone in Europe read the post and even if they did, they didn't mind about her. Hana just brushed the feeling off, hoping that it would go away. She was being paranoid and she hoped she was right about it. She was still on one of her personal missions that she set when she got the job. It was only doable when she was in Seoul. She just hoped that the trouble won't interfere with her quest in seeking more information about herself.

She was working at night after finishing the last of the translating work that Mark left. She was already on her wits end about the piling work that she didn't even look at the clock before she left the building for her apartment. All she thought was to get food and then, go home. She was walking to the convenience store when her sense kicked in.

She felt she was being followed.

It was late and there weren't many cars on the road. Hana slowed her pace as she tried to discern other footsteps behind her. She knocked her head berating her actions, as slowing down would definitely give an advantage to anyone who was following her if there was any. She then did what she thought was sensible. She ran all the way to the convenience store hoping to seek a temporary shelter.

Hana was out of breath when she barged into the store. The night clerk was looking at her with concern after saying her greetings. She went towards Hana as she looked outside through the glass wall. "You good?" she asked first in English before asking again in Korean

"Yes, I'm fine," Hana said, calming herself down. "You're a New Yorker?" she asked curiously as she picked up the accent.

"A lifetime ago," the clerk replied. "You looked like you're really shook up. I can call the cops for help."

Hana looked outside and saw nothing was out of the ordinary. The street was deserted with a few cars zooming by. "It's nothing, maybe."

"You sure?" the clerk asked again.

She then looked at the night clerk. "Yes, no need for that. Really."

"I'm not taking any chances. I've seen a lot of stuff working at this hour. Do you have anyone you can call up for help?"

"I uh..." Hana hesitated.

"Wait, aren't you the translator from Big Hit?" the clerk asked as she recognised Hana. Hana didn't know whether she should run out or just call for the cops as her adrenaline ran high. She was eyeing the door when the clerk raised her hands to calm Hana down. "No, don't get me wrong, I know what's going on but rest assured, I'm not a part of crazy ARMY. I work part-time at Big Hit and I've seen you there."

"Which department?" Hana was not ready to trust people easily. She still didn't know who leaked her phone to the sasaeng and she was getting skittish.

"I'm Ahn Jae Hwa, working with the cleaning staff. I move around the building a lot so you don't see me staying put at a time," said the store clerk.

"Then you would know who's The Lion of the marketing department," Hana tested. The name was only familiar to those who were working there even if it wasn't used openly to the person's face.

"Roh Gi Woong, the no-nonsense manager who never takes no for an answer. Dubbed so because of his hair," she answered without a hitch.

"Correct," Hana exhaled. "I'm Joo Hana by the way. Sorry, I'm used to the cleaning staff who frequents the floor but I haven't had the chance to know you."

"No worries. My rotation on your floor is usually when you were away. You can call me Jae. Just Jae, no honorifics required."

"Nice to meet you, Jae, although I would prefer if we meet under different circumstances. I'm not usually like this. This whole thing is making me jittery 24/7."

"I'm not blaming you one bit. I would act the same if my information was shared like that. Some would be sensible and work hard to achieve what you get, but some crazy ones would go and do something unthinkable."

"That's true. I hope I was wrong about being followed," Hana looked outside again.

"It doesn't hurt to be extra vigilant. I know there's a taxi service but it would be better if you go home with someone you know. Do you have anyone to call at this hour?" Jae asked.

Hana paused as she thought about Namjoon. She knew he was scheduled for a rehearsal that day and her interpreting service would only be required for the day of the award. She knew it wasn't easy to see and spend time with him casually like anyone else. They were basically working in the same building but she didn't see him that often with him moving around. She was not complaining. She saw first-hand how gruelling his job was and she didn't plan to get all of his attention on himself. She kept thinking of not wanting to burden him with her problems but then again, his words rang in her head.

He wanted to be someone she could rely on. She should trust him that much.

She dialled his number and he answered her on the first ring. "Hana, are you okay?" was his first sentence.

Hana found that odd as that was not how he used to greet her on the phone. "What makes you think I'm not? It's not as if I've never called you at this hour before."

"Where are you?" he asked.

Namjoon didn't answer her earlier question and she took note of that. She told him the location of the convenience store. She would have to ask him more about how he knew something was wrong. She knew there were those romantic notions of how people with special relationships would have that instinct that one would know if the other was in trouble. It was sweet but she was a realist. To her, those kinds of things only belong in books and movies.

"I'll be there," he assured her before ending the call.

Hana looked at the phone and found herself baffled by the call. He didn't ask her what happened or if she needed anything. She would get to the bottom of this when they were alone.

Soon enough, a car arrived and screeched to a halt in front of the store. Namjoon went out from the passenger seat while the driver in the hooded jacket followed suit. It was Yoongi.

"Are you okay?" Namjoon asked Hana with concern.

"I am. Hi Yoongi-ssi," she looked at Yoongi and returned her gaze to Namjoon.

"Hi Hana-ssaem," Yoongi greeted her back.

"Does he know about us?" she whispered to Namjoon.

"We were on our way home when you called. I told him about us then."

"Oh okay. Sorry for the inconvenience, Yoongi-ssi," Hana bowed in apology.

"Don't be sorry. You needed help and I'm glad that I could. Other than that, congratulations are in order for both of you," Yoongi said.

"Dude," Hana looked at Namjoon and Yoongi in surprise. She then signalled to Jae nearby. She wondered how Yoongi would be so careless with the information and she was starting to freak out.

"Calm down, Hana," Namjoon took her hands. "You can trust her. Jae is with Yoongi."

Hana's jaw dropped at the revelation. Jae did a small wave as the conversation turned to her. "You're safe as long as you're in here with me," Jae said.

"Did you tell Yoongi about me coming in here?" Hana was still figuring out that piece of the puzzle.

"No, I've just found out about you and Namjoon-ssi," Jae said.

"Okay, let's get you to the car," Namjoon turned her around and moved her to the door. "Thank you, Jae-ssi."

"Dude, what are you hiding?" Hana asked again.

"Yoongi hyung, let's go," Namjoon urged Yoongi. "Say your goodbye now, Hana. We're leaving."

"Dude! Stop manhandling me. I can walk on my own," Hana grunted and shrugged his hands away as she reorganised her rumpled jacket. "Bye, Jae-ssi. Thanks a lot," Hana said and bowed.

"Don't mention it," Jae replied.

"You still call him dude? No sweet names or anything?" Yoongi asked.

"That's way better than she calling me a cabbage," replied Namjoon candidly.

"Huh?" Yoongi was confused.

"Long story," Namjoon commented.

"Cool ride, Yoongi-ssi," Hana said before getting into their ride.

"Thanks. You're into fast cars?" Yoongi asked.

"They're fine. But I'm more of a motorbike person," Hana said.

"Which type?" Yoongi asked as he wore his seatbelt.

"She has a Hayabusa back home," Namjoon answered before Hana could.

"Whoa," Yoongi said in awe as he shifted the gear and drove away.

"It was my dad's," she supplied.

"Which you got when you graduated summa cum laude for your degree," Namjoon added.

"Where are we going? This is not the way to my apartment," Hana pointed out as Yoongi made a turn towards the road that she was unfamiliar with.

"We're going to my home," Namjoon replied.

"Dude, there's no way I'm going to bunk in your house with your other group members around."

"That's the dorm. I'm talking about my house nearby to it," Namjoon explained

"I didn't remember agreeing to that," Hana protested.

"You didn't," Namjoon nodded. "It's safer."

Hana shut her mouth on that. He had his reasons but she would be damned if she just kept her opinion to herself especially when Yoongi was driving. She was thankful for Yoongi's help but she hated the fact that she was bamboozled into going to Namjoon's place without him asking her first.

She would deal with Namjoon when they reached his house. For now, it was best to keep her mouth shut before she unleashed her inner dragon.

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Author's note:

-ssaem: a contraction word for teacher (formal: seonsaengnim) Hana is addressed as that due to her speciality in languages and her helping the members in it.

Summa cum laude: graduate with highest distinction CGPA 3.9-4.0

Suzuki Hayabusa - sports motorcycle lauded for its all-round performance. This is the first generation bike.