(1) Who is he?

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It was 6:10am when my alarm stroked  and already the morning rays were inside my room gliding and penetrating through my windows up until to my sheets. I really needed few more minutes to sleep but I had to get up, as for the 15th lousy interview that I will have after couple of hours.i had many interviews but none was accepted or else I guess I didn't liked them at first.

Yes my 4year tiring degree of business management was finally over. But it was not the life I dreamt of, actually the opposite.I was planning on going trips, having parties and stuff after finishing my 4years. But sadly I ended up on  searching and jumping on many internships since the college finals.Actually I have no idea and will never have any idea about business as it always being a lousy subject for me since upper grades (I do hate business management subject too...but not against the ones who like😏☝️) But due to the orbital push of my dad I had to by hard the subject so that I can handle family business after my dad...u see...I am an obedient bunny boy...🐰

I was still in my bed with my private inner feelings of business where a call from my best pal distracted me back to the real world.

"Hello...yeah yeah I am on the way to brush my teeth..." I whined and got up,still holding my phone by ear.

Fong was my childhood friend and my neighbour too...more precisely we are like a family..our mothers and fathers know well..he is a well mannered boy according to my mom and a handsome gentlemen according to my sister.you know girls can be like literally have crushes with every boy they meet(no offense I am a she too)

"Winnie..."he continued.

"You know today is the day...this might be our chance.." fong said.

Actually after 14 interviews I was damned and so f*ed up with the word interview and you are rejected.

" Yeah..I know...I hope we get this even....cause I am tired of rejection..." I whined.

"Don't worry..we'll get this..." He inspired.

"hmm..okay..then...I am going to hang up ...I have to make myself clean...let's meet up by 8 ....bye..."

"Okay okay..don't be late my love...bye"

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And finally i was at the entrance of gmm grammy

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And finally i was at the entrance of gmm grammy. It was a stack of many floors which drew to it's maximum height with a stunning blue exterior. Really ...I was astonished with the architecture of the building...

"Hey winnie..."

I turned to the sight of voice and it was fong with a gigglish smile. He was with a decent white long sleeve tucked in a black denim together carrying a knee length side bag and a brown file on his left hand...probably all his achievements.

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