HYUNJIN'S POV
Bright morning sun, tickling your skin nicely.. nice slight wind.. it's all perfect. But there's always something pausing that enjoyment, right?
Right.
Hyunjin's phone was buzzing in his pocket, it didn't take him long to feel like his day was truly ruined when he saw the contact name, "father".
He sighed and picked it up, "Hi, what's up?" His voice came out bland and nearly bored to death. Sometimes he felt like if he made an effort it would just make it all worse.
"Don't 'Hi, what's up' me. Where are you? I need to tell you something, come pass by the office. Now." His father spoke at the other end.
"But.. I have morning classes--"
"I said now, did I not? Don't be stubborn, you won't miss your damn morning classes." His father interrupted, it wasn't something new. Was this some old rich man thing? They all had the same chuckle so interrupting would just add up another trait they all shared.
"...sorry, I'm coming now." Before he could even announce his bye's, his father hung up and his phone continued to ring in his ear.
"Asshole." Hyunjin muttered to himself as he took his leave, his feet feeling much heavier than before. Maybe if he ignored the way his body was already feeling tense from the anxiety and starting to sweat, he would be fine.
Hopefully.
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The walk to Hyunjin's father's company wasn't far, but the way his feet felt so damn heavy made it all feel so annoyingly far. Even walking up the stairs that felt almost endless, took him twice as much time which made him settle on taking the elevator.
Was it a better choice? No. It was packed with people and the way the old grandma kept staring at him up and down, wasn't left unnoticed. Especially how her face crunched up, clearly disgusted.
What was wrong with men having fashion taste? He himself thought that the light blue ripped jeans, white undershirt and checkered crochet vest looked good on him. Especially when he made effort to put his hair up and add a touch of jewellery. But maybe not everyone liked the idea of men dressing up with more effort put into it.
The elevator rung, signalling it's arrival which caused him to snap out of his little bubble of thought. He really didn't want to be smashed into minced meat so he waited for the elevator to empty out before he followed after, taking measured steps across the chattering hallway.
The closer he got to the office, the more he wanted to get out. Why was his anxiety acting up so much right now? Hyunjin really had to gather himself up, otherwise he'd get yet another lecture from his father.
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