It is the morning. I wake up lazily. Im definitely not a morning person. Even though you have a job which requires you to go to work at 6 am for years, you still go to bed after midnight. I always have other activities that make myself busy, either I watch movies or read books. Well, not books. Ive have been using Wattpad for almost 10 years now. That application has occupied my browser history for almost 10 years, and that is the only reason why people never get to see your phone, there are too many links to your favorite smut authors ahem. There is no way people can see that. Basically it's just like p0rn, but I always think that it is more than that. Smut is just full of artistic things too. I just love how the author writes such a poetic description of kissing with emotional touches which make you cry until 2 in the morning. Well, i did other stuff too besides crying. Let's just say that not only your face is wet.
I take a quick shower before i head to work. I wrap my body in a towel and pick my clothes for today in the closet. ive never gone to work in classy clothes, usually, i just wear a t-shirt and jeans, but i have to change into my kitchen clothes later after all. I wear my black t-shirt and my ripped jeans quickly, then after tying my hair into a messy bun, i grab my jacket with purse on the couch. I should go now if you don't want to be late, or getting scolded by Hani. I shudder in reflex.
It is still chilly in the morning. I keep thinking to myself, why i hate morning so much when you just love the morning weather and how empty the road is, like you own it. I yawn in despair. Well, I hate the wake-up part in the morning. I hate to leave the comfort and the warmth of your blanket.
The walk from your apartment to your bakery is not that long. I am lucky to find such an affordable apartment in the middle of the city. It is small, but it is still livable and pretty. It is close to many things, like the market, train station, and even your bakery. It is a pity you don't live with Hani. I was going to be Hani's roommate when you first moved to the city, but now she lives with his boyfriend, Jackson. That's why, when I first saw the ad of my apartment, i called it without any further thinking.
I arrive at the bakery as i sigh in relief for not seeing Hani's head inside. Lucky to you, she won't scold you for this morning. I unlock the door and go straight to my locker room to change my clothes. and I then skillfully sweep, mop, and wash all the dishes. And after an hour, I begin to prepare your today's bread. It's just your usual menu in your bakery. While you are preparing the dough, my mind wanders, where the hell is Hani?
It's almost 9 am, and i still can't find Hani anywhere. i wanted to call her, but as clumsy as you are, i left my phone in your apartment. So i just hope that Hani is fine but her ass will not because im gonna kick her for letting you prepare the bread alone. I sigh as i walk to the front door to turn the sign to 'Open'.
It has always been a hectic morning for two people to make, display the bread, and handle the customers. And now you are the only one here. It is basically like a war. I still feel lucky, to have people loving your bread. But after 2 hours of working alone, i start admitting defeat. I change the sign on the door to 'Still baking' and run to the kitchen to bake some more. It is the only thing you could think of right now. All the bread this morning has already sold out, after all. i was never a multi-tasking girl. So it seems fair for you to work in this type of situation or you will go insane.
My next batch of bread is already in the oven, and i finally can take a breather. i look at my clock on the wall, it's almost noon, and Hani is still nowhere to be seen. I begin to worry, but it's not like you can leave the bakery alone. Then the bell on the door rings. I almost run to the front to yell at Hani for coming so late, but instead Hani, it is a guy.
It's a guy from yesterday. oh lord.
He wears a different suit from yesterday, now he is wearing a navy one. His hair falls on his forehead smoothly, framing his frowning brows. "Are you close or something?" he asks after he observes my display area.
"My friend is a little late, so I work alone right now." i give a half-smile, a business one. "If you do mind, you can come back for an hour for the bread. Can't you see the sign on the door?"
He turns his sculpted face to the door, "Oh, right. Sorry." He then walks to the seating area, "Can I wait here?"
I bite my lip. But before i can say anything to him to forbid him, my alarm in the kitchen rings. I snarl and walk back to the kitchen. "Your call." I begin to pick the bread and put it to the cooling rack. I then put the already cool one to the plastic back to put it on the display later. My eyes leer to the guy sitting casually in the seating area in front of the cashier. The presence of a man close to you is kind of uncomfortable.
Taehyung looks at you from the kitchen window. It is a big glass window to show what's going on inside the kitchen. And that noon, the window lives to its purpose, he can see what you are doing inside. He can see how uncomfortable you are. How you fidget every time you have nothing on your hand. How your eyes sometimes leer at him. It is his ability to know body language, he is an agent, after all. He knows that you are nervous.
Since I told him that all men are trash yesterday, he still thinks of you as a weird girl. Somehow he is drawn to you. At first, he thought it was just a joke or a prank, but seeing how awkward you are when you see him, he realizes that you do hate men. And why does he thinks it's really adorable.
I then go out from the kitchen with a pan of freshly baked bread and walk to the display. I put them neatly, quietly, trying not to mind him, while mentally praying for Hani to come sooner.
Hey guys sorry for such a late update my semester started again and i have exams so i wont be able to update much till then stay safe and take care !!
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If you put "all rights reserved" for the stuff, then they're not allowed to take your story and put it in their website. If the owner of the site did not contact you and you didn't allow anyone to take your story and let it be published in another website, then what they're doing is illegal.
Sure, you may be happy that your story's more popular and it's being spread around. Well, guess what?
YOU CAN COPY AND PASTE ANYTHING IN THAT SITE.
THAT'S RIGHT.
ANYONE CAN COPY AND PASTE ALL OF YOUR HARD WORK AND MAKE IT THEIRS.
I tried it (with one of my own stories), and unfortunately, Ctrl + C and Ctrl + V worked. If we don't shut this site down (or at least confront the owner of the site), then it's only gonna get worse.
Depressing part is the plagiarized books there have more likes and views then the officals ones in wattpad . it can also result to closure of the official book writers here in wattpad.
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