guidance room | liu yangyang • reader

twenty | 20

Thankfully, your shift ended, although it felt like years. You constantly gave YangYang cold look and you know you did your best to ignore his presence there.

"Everyone, good job for today!" He suddenly praised his workers, exclusively on the part where you are.

You scoffed, not intending it to be obvious. But since the room was quiet, it was definitely heard.

Another wave of heat rushed in your cheeks. Instead of defending yourself, you decided to keep yourself quiet.

"Especially to that one person!" He continued. Now, that was your final straw to look up at him, eyes slightly widened. "Hong Na Eun!"

You clenched your jaw, the girl beside you clasping her hands in delight.

"Really? Thank you, sir!" She bowed down repeatedly.

After YangYang smiled so sweetly at one of his employee, he turned his back and leave.

Now, you're a lot more pissed now.

Thanks to him and that gesture.

You went to the wardrobe, got changed before your co-workers crowd the place. You went to the counter to see him scrolling in his phone, seeming to check today's stocks.

"Hey," You called out, voice obviously pissed.

"Hey?" He chuckled. "We're still at the workplace, Y/N-ssi."

This guy is amazing, because he never acts like this.

Instead of being childish and pressing him more, you decided to just address your matter. "I won't be able to attend tomorrow. I'm doing this so I won't do emails. You don't even read them, anyway."

"How'd you know I don't read them?" He turned off his phone just so he can fully focus on what you are saying.

"You got a couple of warning from school, didn't you? And all you did was ignore it. So you probably won't read mine."

He scoffed. "Jung Y/N? Are you for real? Comparing school to your email? Yours is way more important."

"Whatever. I'm not going to be here tomorrow." You shrugged, stomping your feet away, throwing an attitude like a little child. But it's okay, he deserves it

Does he?

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It's a boring Saturday without any plans. Usually, you'd be studying, locked up in your room, or chilling in your living room, killing time before you study again — with or without your mother.

But it seems like the past events caused you to be unbothered about school.

Crap, you want to go out.

You had about two hours of overthinking session where you had to continuously weigh your decisions if you should go out of your house for some fresh air or stay inside for once.

But of course, you'd love to take a breather than face your stressful notes once again.

"I'll be home before seven, for sure," You kept mumbling to yourself as you lock your front door.

It's six in the evening and you have no idea how will you enjoy the one hour. But, you choose to stand by your principle.

You went to the same road by walking, bundles of jackets wrapped warmly in your body since South Korea's cold weather still lingers around.