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O3 ≡;- ꒰ °taxi ꒱

"Huff huff,"

A man in full black hides in a narrow alley nearby. He breathes heavily as he fixes his cap and face mask. With only his eyes visible, he looks around to scan the surroundings.

"KYAHHH!" Screams from teenage girls could be heard not far from there. The man sighs. It seems like he has no other choice other than running away. It's either running away or getting caught. There's no guarantee that he will be safe in this alley.

After ensuring no girls are nearby, he quickly slips out of his hideout. With carefulness and a meticulous plan, he walks away from the place, trying to blend in with his surroundings and not be overly suspicious. Nothing good could come out of being noticed by nosy people.

"OMG! I FOUND HIM!"

His head turns to the back only to see a girl excitedly squealing in happiness when she finds him. The man knows his luck is running out. Without further delay, he runs away as fast as he can. Anytime soon and the other girls will be chasing after him too. He knows better than anyone not to underestimate them.

While looking left and right for a hideout, his eyes happen to catch sight of a perfectly parked taxi that is not too far away from him. Bingo!

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"Please go to Ènröse Company in Woldong-ro," I say as soon as I get into the taxi. The driver says nothing more and starts his engine to go to my destination. Meanwhile, I take out my phone from my handbag. I still have around one hour left before my work starts.

Nah, I know. I'm indeed a diligent worker. No one ever tops my reputation of being the first worker to arrive at the company. Well, probably not the first if you take the guards into account.

In Ènröse Company, I work as a fashion designer assistant. Mostly I do research on new design projects, making rough sketches and preparing materials for production. Well, since Ènröse Company is a large company, we would sometimes get invited by idols' entertainment to design clothes for their comeback too.

It's just that I was never part of those who go. Life is unfair :)

Klak!

Bum!

I glance at the side where a man suddenly gets into the taxi as it starts moving. Completely ignoring me, the man wearing all black talks to the driver.

"Please go to Gunja-ro,"

What the hell?

"Excuse me," I speak. Am I invisible to him or what?

"I was here first," I politely explain in a simple sentence, hoping this man would get it right away and just disappear from my sight as soon as possible. The man just quietly stares at me for a while — I don't even know what he is thinking as his whole face is covered by a face mask and a black cap. What is he, a celebrity or something?