Y/n
•Eight months of staying countries apart from each other has shown us the biggest problem every long-distance relationship faces. That is Communication.
The time differences and our work schedules never worked in our favor, especially, when we needed each other the most.
The Paperford, the publishing company I had been working at, started facing crises last year due to the recession. That time was worse than a nightmare for me as well as for all my colleagues.
There was a massive shortage of employees. Particularly, of the editors.
Only a few stayed with us, among whom, some stayed for the sake of their position, some for the money, and others for they loved the company.
And since I was one of those who stayed for all the above three things, most of the workload- which was supposed to be handled by all the editors collectively- had fallen into the hands of the few of us who stayed.
Precisely on me as I was more knowledgeable about our company's records than any of the other editors who joined after me.
My stress level had gone beyond the limits since. I barely slept at night and had one proper meal a day.
I practically lived in the office for weeks.
During such a time in my life, I needed someone to talk to. An escape from the harshness of my life. Simply a couple of minutes would have been enough for me to reset my happiness meter for another long day.
But things weren't working out- not in my favor, at least.
Hoseok was busy with his packed schedule and I didn't blame him for not giving me enough time. I was genuinely happy that he was pursuing his dreams and enjoying his work to the fullest.
Okay, maybe not to the fullest. He missed me and wanted to finish his work as soon as possible so that he could come back to Korea and stay with me. But, the way he talked about his lectures in different universities, about his experience meeting new people and exploring new places, gave out the amount of joy he was gaining doing all those things.
However, there was a time- an entire three months, to be exact- when I could not contact him at all. His number was out of service, so I had no idea what he was doing or where he was.
Whether he had lost his phone, or he was simply going through a rough schedule, I had zero knowledge of his whereabouts. And that made me worried sick.
It was also the time when the overwhelming load of work was pestering me till I was exhausted to every single cell of my body.
I needed to talk to him. I needed to share my feelings and thoughts. And maybe he needed me too. But both of us were unreachable to each other.
Luckily, I had Hana who baked me cookies to release some of my stress levels. And a lovely junior who joined Paperford not more than a couple of months before the recession.
He would keep a check on our meals sometimes, and get us all a cup of coffee every 2-3 hours while making sure we only get a certain amount of caffeine a day so that it wouldn't affect our health.
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"Hanbin, wait a minute." I stopped him when I couldn't hold back the uneasiness of my curiosity.
"Yes, Seonbae," He called me 'Seonbae' as I was senior to him.
I knew he gained attention pretty easily, given his tall figure and good-looking face. So, I stood up from my seat with the cup of coffee that he offered us all and asked him to come with me.
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Sex Education Deal || JHS [Book 2]
أدب الهواة• Sequel of "Sex Education" • Two years after parting their ways, they meet again through an unexpected meeting. Jung Hoseok, now a renowned author, denies signing a contract with the publishing company where Y/n works as the editor-in-chief. As the...