Chapter 7:

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~ Y/N's P.O.V. ~

And so a week after the orientation, my actual job finally starts. The observation routine I did for every inmate last week was really tough, considering that everyone I've observed in the halls had several mental illnesses. There were a lot of times where I had to call Officer Kim to help me from getting attacked by one of the "red-door" inmates. A lot of them had schizophrenic episodes and signs of severe dementia but some were just really... out of their minds in the worst way, I guess?

I was scared for my life and I didn't think that I could handle those situations that well.

However, after the observation, I had to pick one out of all the inmates I've gone through to watch and guide. I knew that I had to pick someone who had less chance of being the reason why I'm going to die. Also, I'm truly not physically strong enough to try and prevent chaos from happening. I know that I couldn't handle the inmates who are... well... near to being hopeless in changing the way they are.

It was quite hard for me to pick someone that didn't seem harmful, especially because a lot of the inmates had red doors. What can really I do though? This is the most dangerous, most secured facility and I understand why a lot of people leave the place, only to be replaced with new officers. However, I would still try to overcome every obstacle that will come my way and do my duties right.

This is not just a job for me. This is my passion and I would give my everything to fulfill my dreams.

Anyways, as I rose up from my deep sleep, I soon realized that I was late for work. I knew that I was going to work for eight hours now instead of just five hours and considering that it was already ten o'clock in the morning was a pain in the ass. Obviously, I jumped out of bed after the moment I found out that I was running late, making my way to the bathroom quickly. I was terrible at rushing everything.

I knew that I shouldn't have stayed up late but there were just so many goddamn folders to read! Can I really blame myself?

A few minutes later, I finally head out of the building as I made my way to the station by myself. Jungwoo must've not woken me up with a frying pan or something and decided to just leave me alone here with my forgetful ass. Well, I might get in trouble but at least I have a valid reason to be late... unlike when I was still working at my hometown's police station.

I didn't have a valid reason but I could tell I was Mr. Moon's favorite officer because he could've fired me but he just gave me three-month probation.

I made my way back into the facility, almost all stacks of folders dropping on the ground because I was running to where my workplace was. The other officers even looked at me in confusion and probably in annoyance, too. They probably don't know what's going on with me.

I made my way into the elevator, later realizing that I forgot to buy myself a cup of coffee as I let out a loud sigh in disappointment. The elevator door finally opens once again as I quickly run to where my hall is.

I was panicking badly but then, I happened to bump into the person that I really didn't want to see at this point.

It was Officer Kim.

"Officer Kim?-"
"Y/N, you just arrived now?"

His brows were furrowed and I couldn't really read his emotions through his eyes and actions right now, causing me to gulp in nervousness.

"... Yes?"

I shrugged, looking down at the ground before picking up the folders that were scattered around the floor. Officer Kim loudly sighs, proceeding to help me pick up the multiple folders. God, that was just so embarrassing that even Officer Kim probably felt my shame.

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