January 2018

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A few months ago Sang managed to score a job with a designer and his store. She figured it would be good to have in her resume even if she was far from working on designing anything at all. She liked her job and enjoyed seeing the owner work on his new designs. He even asked for her opinion at times and gave her advice based on her choices.

On a Monday afternoon Sang was told to man the cash register while her co-worker helped out on the floor of the store. They made a great team, hence why they were always paired together.

"Is it just me or has today been super slow?" Sang asked Seojun with a tilt of her head.

"I think it's because the holidays are done and people are back to not splurging plus its Monday," he shrugged leaning against the checkout counter.

"True," she sighed, going back to jotting down notes for a design she needs to come up with for class.

"How have your classes been?" Seojun questioned since there was nothing else to do but wait for a customer to come in.

"They're great. I was thinking about applying for a summer internship in New York," Sang told him, thinking about the opportunity her professor showed her.

"Do it! It will be good for your CV and you'll meet tons of people," he encouraged her while nodding his head vigorously.

"I probably will, I can't find a reason not to," She agreed, snapping her black journal closed. On the cover, her name was imprinted into the leather giving it a sophisticated look.

"Can you cover for me while I go to the bathroom real quick?" Sang asked Seojun.

"Go, I doubt anyone will come in anytime soon it's almost closing time," He said with a shrug.

Just as Sang left to the back of the store Seojun had to eat his words because two guys in their 20's came into the store. As always he greeted them with a smile and told them if they needed anything they could come to him.

"Do you think we'll find something here for Hobi? " Jungkook hesitantly asked.

"Probably look at all the colorful clothes this place would be heaven for him," Jimin reassured him.

Jungkook and Jimin were on the search for a birthday present for Hoseok. Since they had no idea what to get him, they decided on joining forces and getting him something that would normally be out of budget if they were to buy separately. On their brainstorming activity Jimin remembered hearing Hoseok say he liked this store and the rest is history.

They stayed in the store for about 30 minutes browsing and picking out pieces they liked. Seojun was worrying about Sang and her disappearance, she never takes more than five minutes in the bathroom. In the end he had no problem checking them out, but it was strange.

"We're going with the hoodie?" Jungkook asked Jimin to see if they were on the same page.

"Yes, he's wearing a lot of those recently," Jimin nodded.

Grabbing the correct size they walked to the checkout counter where Seojun politely rang up their items and told them their total. They paid excitedly talking about how much Hoseok would love what they got him. After Seojun packed it all up nicely they thanked him and left.

While all of this happened Sang had gone to the bathroom when her boss and owner of the store called her over from his office.

"You called Mr. Choi?" She sweetly asked him.

"Yes, Sang. Please, sit," He stoically motioned to the chair in front of his desk.

The thing about Mr. Choi is that he tended to be a very serious man and reading his good expression from a bad one was impossible. It made Sang very scared about what he wanted. What if he wanted to fire her?

"I hope I'm not in trouble," she joked in an attempt to lighten the mood.

"Not at all," he said, still as serious as ever, "You see a customer came into the shop asking for an original design and while we went through the ideas we stumbled upon one of the designs you left behind."

"Oh," Sang muttered, confused if that was a good thing or not.

"She loved it and was wondering if you would take part in the designing of her dress," he then revealed taking Sang by surprise.

"Really?" She spoke in shock.

"Yes and if you'd like I would love to have you be part of the team and give you this experience. In the end you will be credited with helping design this dress," he further explained.

"I-I- Thank you so much Mr. Choi I won't let you down," Sang agreed, shaking his hand.

"I know you won't. This does mean you'll have to put in some extra hours besides your shift, but a percentage of the total sale of the dress will be yours."

"I understand," she attentively nodded to his words.

"Good now back to work."

Sang was over the moon as she walked to the front of the store. She found Seojun at the cash register and saw two customers leaving the front doors. She couldn't hold back the news as she spilled everything to her co-worker.

"I'm so happy for you! You're going to do great!" Seojun raved jumping along with her relieved that she was okay and not having stomach problems.

"Do you mind if I call my mom real quick?" She asked him knowing he already spent 35 minutes alone without her.

"Go ahead," he smiled.

When Sang walked off to an adjacent room Jungkook came back into the store in search of the credit card he left behind on the counter.

"Hey man, I think I left my credit card somewhere along the counter," Jungkook told him while searching with his eyes for his credit card.

"Yes, here it is along with the receipt," Seojun handed him his card, recalling how he left it when he concentrated too hard on sending a text.

"Sorry and thanks," Jungkook sheepishly grinned at him.

"No problem, have a good night," Seojun waved at him.

As Jungkook walked down the path to the exit Sang came out of the room and talked to Seojun calling Jungkook's attention and causing him to turn and locate the voice only managing to see her back and softly curled hair. Shaking his head, he pulled on the door where Jimin was waiting for him outside.

January 2018 was the fourth time Sang and Jungkook almost met. It is unbelievable and almost comical how two people seem to miss each other by seconds at a time. 




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