ᴼᵁᴿ ᵀᴵᶜᴷᴵᴺᴳ ᵀᴵᴹᴱ~|ᴴʸᵁᴺᴸᴵˣ~|

53

Yongbok's P.O.V:

Alright, man. This is it. There's no turning back now.

As of the moment, I'm currently standing in front of this massive restaurant with a high class exterior that leaves me in awe. The resto felt like it was built just for royalties to eat.

Before getting in this place, I was actually surprised to see some staff waiting for me outside the hotel and telling me they'll be giving me a lift up here. I was just hands down from how accommodating the head of this seminar to think of giving such treatment like this to their representatives.

However, it was still overwhelming to receive such service. I felt like I'm royal blooded by how these people were treating me. They even offered me if I wanted wine or champagne while I was in the limousine! Was that normal?

Back to the present, my hands are already clammy and a tad bit shaky so I had to brush it on my pants. Taking a deep breath and one last chant of luck, my feet started to move forward and enter the place. The guard respectfully bowed at me as he pushed the glass door open, which I reciprocated as well. The lady in the front desk was the next one to welcome me.

"Good morning. May I see the envelope?" She asked. The envelope she's talking about was the invitation envelope to have an access in this seminar and to prove I'm a representative. It was given to me by Chef Jin the day he told me about this seminar. (A/N: Italic letters are when people speaks English)

I pulled the envelope in my bag and handed it to her. "Here."

She carefully pulled the stamp and opened the envelope, seeing that I had the proof of identity and the name of the restaurant I came from. Afterwards, she gave me a warm smile. "Welcome, Mr. Lee Yongbok. You may enter that door." She gestured with her hand.

"Got it. Arigatou gozaimasu." I bowed to her and excitedly went to the door that she pointed at. My hands are now on the door handle but suddenly, I felt like I'm frozen. Nervousness was beginning to creep in me and my heart pumped loud and fast, ringing through my ears.

Oh my God. Can I do this? What if they said something bad to me? What if they wouldn't like me? Oh shit. Oh darn it I'm cussing.

*PING*

And to wake me up from my bubble, my phone rang and notifying me a message went in. I took my phone out and sighed in relief to see who it was.

🖤Hyunjin💟hyung💙

Sorry, I just woke up
because you called me
ALL NIGHT 😤
Anyway, goodluck to your
seminar. Whoop their asses,
kid.
-Sent: 8:33 am-

Oh, my good luck charm. He finally texted me back.

A train of confidence was boosted in my system, voices inside my head that tells me I could nail this shit.

And that's what I'm going to do.

Thank you, hyung!
You're my good luck charm!
-Sent: 8:33 am-

Putting my phone back in my pocket, my hands went back to the door handle and made one last deep breath before pushing the door open.

And oh Jesus, there's a lot of people here.

Different faces, mixed colors, various nationalities.

"Hello. You must be another representative. Go on, tell us who you are."