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{ Leehan POV }

"Hey you, driver! Slow down a bit."

The customer said grimacing at me.
Since half an hour he has been reading a newspaper and scrutinizing the interiors of my car.

I mean c'mon It's a third hand, 2015's Mazda. Still in its best condition. I get it serviced every three months and clean it daily morning.

"Sure sir." I smiled as wide as I could to please his fat ass.

"But if I drive at this speed, we will not be able to reach before the passport office closing time."

I tried to reason with him.
The grumpy old man glared at me from the rearview mirror making an even more scary face than before.

"I hate messy drivers." He said narrowing his eyes at me.

"And I don't trust your Scrap."

Scrap? Did he just call it a scrap? Too
far Uncle! Don't badmouth my love.
I immediately looked at the picture
tucked in front of my dashboard.

It was Sungchan's picture.

Sungchan's face reminds me to calm down always. That's the only way I can earn right? He says the customer is King. So we need to respect them.

"Sir, for your information, I have been
driving since I was 16. It's been 8 years You can trust me." I tried to convince him.

He took out his glasses and looked at
me shocked.

"So you mean you are a driver since 16? Did you not go to school?"" He asked. I took a deep breath and calmed myself.

"What has studies got to do with my profession.. Sir?"

I answered emphasizing in the last word gritting my teeth but as politely as possible.

"So you didn't complete your studies?"
he shook his head making a face that
said he is disappointed in me.

"I completed my schooling till plus two. Just did not go to university."

Why the hell should I answer him all this?

"That is as good as not studying. And
look at you. Proudly calling yourself a
driver."

What's wrong with being a driver?

"Can't say I am not proud of myself."

"So disappointing!"

"Are you planning to marry off your
daughter to me?" I asked him gritting my teeth.

Can I be anymore calm, Sungchan? I looked at Sungchan's face and mentally cursed his preaching.

"What? How dare you talk like that?
Who will marry off their daughter to a driver?"

"Do you know how to drive to the passport office yourself?"

"I can't drive." He said.

"Then how come you dare look down
on a driver?" Honestly Sungchan, I am
going to turn and look to the right
hand side of the picture soon if this guy doesn't mind his tone.

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