Chapter 12

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Y/n's POV:

"Go through that left corridor and you'll see a glass door and enter there"
the lady said with chewing her bubble gum."ok thank you" i said and went to find the door.

finally i saw it and went inside slowly, i saw the lady that i helped and when she saw me, she smiled .

i smiled back and small waved at her. "i-um i want to apply for this?" i said waving the torn off paper.

"ahh yes, sit down" she said and i did. she looked at my resume and looked at me smiling.

"i'll only give you few questions ok darling?" she said and i nodded. "why do you want this job" she said " um.. because i am a collage student and part time working is a path of mine to help myself" i answered her.

"do you know what this building company?" she again asked."not a clue ma'am" i said shaking my head, she seemed very suspicious or something.

"do you know know any artist or someone that works in here?" she said full of curiosity "no maam, im a bit social outsider so i only new pretty bit of anything that is on the internet.

" i said nervously..what kind of a question even is that..."ok, last dear um...where from and school" she asked.

...didn't she just?..ok calm down...

"ahh im from busan and moved here , and i go at the near university in here" i said and finally breath.

"okey you're hired " she said and stood up reaching for a handshake and so do i and shaked her hands both of mine. and then she took out a pen a white folder.

"sign this contract" she handed me.
"contract? what for, isn't this just a part time job" i asked "theres only one rule that you need to follow,
what ever you hear, you see , or happen in this building stays in the building ok? not unless it tells you too, and mostly this building is a famous so try to avoid some conflicts dear".
i nodded and took the folder along with the pen.

"kamsayeho (thank you) i bowed.
"you may start in monday and give this to the lady in the reception" she said giving me a yellow card and shooed me off her office.

... well atleast i got another job..

I give the lady the card that was suppose to show me the building for me to start. "follow here" she says and went to the elevator and i did follow her. she pressed the F01 button.

she told me about everything while in the elevator that many famous artist works in here and i need to be cooperate with the other staff and more about the job.

she  walked to the left as we arrived on that floor "i'll show the rooms that your cleaning" she said straight forwardly "okey" i simply replied.

she took a right turn and opened a door. my eyes squinted as i went inside

...holy jesus, am i dead ?....

the shiny room that is brighter than my vision is a pretty huge place. it was an empty white room with glass windows that can see view outside with a wood table on the corner and a water dispencer.

"this is a practice room that you'll be cleaning, actually there are 7 but you'll only clean three of them and more" she said still chewing her gum crossing her hands."ohh okey" i just simply said.

"now come on" she left the room and i quickly followed entering the elevator again. now she pressed the D07 button. we went to the rooms and things that i need to do.

she gave me instruction about time going here and the storage area where i get and leave the cleaning stuff and bla bla bla.

ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒᵒᵐ ᵖʳᵃᶜᵗⁱᶜᵉ ʳᵒᵒᵐ:

ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒᵒᵐ ᵖʳᵃᶜᵗⁱᶜᵉ ʳᵒᵒᵐ:

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ᵖˢ: ˢᵒʳʳʸ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ᵉˣᵃᵐᵖˡᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍˡᵃˢˢ ʳᵒᵒᵐ ⁱ ʷᵃˢ ᵗᵃˡᵏⁱⁿᵍ, ᵇᵘᵗ ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃᵗᶜʰᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵖᵉᶜⁱᵃˡ ᵇᵘᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵈᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᵖʳᵃᶜᵗⁱᶜᵉ ᵖᵉʳᶠᵒʳᵐᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒⁿᵉ ⁱ ʷᵃˢ ᵗᵃˡᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ

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ᵖˢ: ˢᵒʳʳʸ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ᵉˣᵃᵐᵖˡᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍˡᵃˢˢ ʳᵒᵒᵐ ⁱ ʷᵃˢ ᵗᵃˡᵏⁱⁿᵍ, ᵇᵘᵗ ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃᵗᶜʰᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵖᵉᶜⁱᵃˡ ᵇᵘᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵈᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᵖʳᵃᶜᵗⁱᶜᵉ ᵖᵉʳᶠᵒʳᵐᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒⁿᵉ ⁱ ʷᵃˢ ᵗᵃˡᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ.
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Finally going home pretty late because of the interview and the show stuff and hours of browsing on internet looking for a room for rent that is available but haven't found one yet.As soon as i  came to the door i see a crossing armed sana in the living room staring at me.

"fine sorry, i prmise i won't be late again" i said for the fifth time after arguing with her why i was late."well you better tell or text me next time. i was about to call the police worrying about you" she said scolding me like a mother.

.. like eun sang ...

speaking of her i still make sure that we still keep in touch together every time even im busy or not.after filling the room with silence i bid a good night to her and said sorry for the last time entering my room.

if your wondering she let me use her friends bedroom for a mean time while i find myself a place to rent which she already knows after i explained to her last time.

i plopped myself to bed and went to scroll on my phone for a little while and i remembered that i have a homework to be pass on monday ....eh it's friday anyway...i thought and just dozed myself to sleep.
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its finally monday and i spend my week ends still looking for my sister forgoting that i had homework to pass, now heres me writing and doing my homework in the middle of the class while i still have time for my next period.

"psst yah, sana-ya" i shout whispered at her... i hope she heard... i see her glance to me and lowered her self "what?" she asked whisper shouting back."you got answers for the music part?" i respond in shout whisper back."why?" she yelled back silently.

i wrote on a piece of paper and showed it to her saying "i forgot to do my homework" signed and started to cause her laughing histerically which gained all the attentions of students towards her laughing figure.

"is there anything funny miss lee?" the teacher said furrowing his eyebrows. "sorry sir just caught up on something" she said looking at me while stoping herself laughing again while i give her "are you kidding me" face.

"thought so"  the teacher said and return back to teaching.

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