Everything in this article is mine.
Plagiarism will never be forgiven.
02
:: Why are you coming out of there?
"Thank you for the rice cake. It was delicious."
"Ah... yes... I am the one who should be thanking you."
It felt incredibly awkward to be squatting and having this conversation. As I slowly got up, the purple-haired man asked why I was crying. I wasn't sure, but he said it was because of a man I saw running past earlier. Embarrassed, I nodded slightly.
"What happened between you two?
I don't know, but I hope you find strength."
"··· thank you."
Today was our first time meeting, so there wasn't much to talk about, and although he was hiding it for my sake, the other person's cigarette smoke was so strong that I went inside the apartment first. Ah, what kind of embarrassment am I going to have in front of my apartment neighbor? This is... Really, nothing good can happen because of Park Jimin. If you're going to break up, then pay back all the money I spent on you and then break up!! (Slave girl)
So I came inside and was cleaning up the remains of the chicken that Park Jimin had eaten when I suddenly glanced at the clock. I felt like I'd forgotten something. Was it just my imagination? I'd finished washing the dishes and was sitting on the floor fiddling with my phone. Something flashed through my mind, leaving me with a sense of unease. Then, the clock ticked, tick, tick, until it was exactly 5 o'clock, and a text message arrived.
···??!!
Why did I forget this? What was on my mind? The important thing was getting accepted. I finally got a job. I sobbed and told everyone I knew about my acceptance, then happily went to bed to sleep.
"Hello, this is new
My name is Kim Yeo-ju and I have just joined the company."
"Yes. The female lead's seat is here and the education is
You will receive it together with interns from other departments
So, keep that in mind."
"Ah... Yes, I understand, sir."
I plugged in the USB and turned on my computer to handle the work my manager had given me. Oh, but I still don't quite know who's who. Will he tell me everything later? I figured I'd figure it out for now, and turned my eyes back to the computer screen. Then, the door to the office opened and a man came in carrying a wad of paper. It seemed like he was from a different department, but somehow, that back of his head... seemed familiar.
"I'm from the public relations department. Our team leader
I told you to give it to the manager...
? Oh, wait a minute, Park Jimin?
"I heard. It'll be over soon.
"Just wait a moment."
"Oh, yes. Uh... Kim Yeo..?"
"Oh... no."
Is that right? Kim Yeo-ju? Perhaps because it happened right in front of me, Park Jimin recognized me right away. Who would have thought Park Jimin worked at this company? He was just a jobless bastard until just a moment ago...! I buried my head in the desk as Park Jimin thrust his face in. The more I did, the more persistently Park Jimin tried to look at my face. Ah... Am I going to get caught now? As my chin began to rise, someone grabbed Park Jimin's arm and stopped me.
"It's not Kim Yeo-ju."
···Why is the hair purple···?
I don't know, I don't know, even though it's only 1,400 characters
What should I do about this annoying thing? I don't know.