𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋;,,, ˢᵠᵘⁱᵈ ᵍᵃᵐᵉ

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YN POV

Warning: Contains blood, violence, Swearing

I was relaxing on the couch, all sprawled out on my cracked phone. That was until I heard the front door open and out came out my drunk ass father, stumbling at every step. Almost zombie-like tbh. It seems like he just came back from his daily drinking session with his horrible friend group and that's not even the worst part, he is still drinking - noticing the half-drunk beer bottle.

"Oi, stop lazing around and get me another bottle" he spoke almost out of breath.

Fucking lazy my head, says the one out drinking everyday. With no choice, I got up and walked to the fridge to grab another bottle of beer. Opening the fridge to see nothing other than stacks of bottled beer filling up the used to be empty fridge. After mom's death, father took up a drinking habit, that is leaving me with amounts of debt and financial problems. Mom died due to my birth, so I was always blamed for it - not that I really paid any mind to it. I grabbed another beer bottle for dad, left it on the coffee table and headed out. Knowing the streets like the back of my hand, it was easy to navigate. Ignoring the catcalls, I headed to the little shop that was near my house. It's normal to get catcalled here so it's quite normal to ignore them by now.

As I stepped foot inside the little shop, there I spotted Aunt Yoo waving goodbye to a fellow customer. As soon as she spotted me, she waved her hand signalling me to come forward towards her. She was standing at her normal position - behind the counter next to her stool. It became a normal occurrence that I come by almost everyday.

"Come come, help me with some boxes. You know aunty is getting old, my back is starting to hurt even more." Aunt Yoo signalled.

As if I knew she was gonna say that, I had already started carrying the boxes. I went up to Aunt Yoo, asking where to place the box. She lifted up her right leg and signaled to the back corner of the store - using her foot.

"Just place it over there is enough." I nodded in response.

With no more needed instructions, I opened the boxes to start unpacking the boxes and arranging the products. A man walked in - me knowing due to the bell hung at the doorway - I could see his every move from the corner of my eyes, not in a stalker vibe way alright. He waved and smiled towards Aunt Yoo - Aunt Yoo doing the same thing back - and walked up to me, asking where the meat section was. I pointed using my index finger to the other corner of the shop. I watched him nod and walk away to the other corner, again not in a stalking way.

"Y/N are you done back there, I need some help here" Aunt Yoo shouted out from the front of the shop.

I looked back at the boxes and products on the shelf's. "Yep I'm done" I shouted back.

Leaving my standing point at the back of the store, I made my way to Aunt Yoo. I saw another customer at the checkout, it was a rather handsome looking man. He turned around and smirked at me like I was a fucking prey. Low key creepy but his handsome so its wtv.

"What do you need help with?" I questioned

"Ah, never mind that I got it settled out already" She quickly responded

"Alright then, I'm gonna head out for a moment. '' I called out. Aunt Yoo just nodded in response.

I headed out pulling my hood up, the cold night breeze hitting my bare skin. I was shivering under the cold - with only a pair of biker shorts and a f/c hoodie. I reached into my pocket and took out a pack of cigarettes. I lit one up - noticing that it was my last one. I fiddled with it in between my fingers before placing it at the tip of my mouth, letting a smoke out.