Dream (Taehyung FF) - ON HOLD

Chapter 24

"Thank you!" I say, bowing my head at a perfect 90-degree angle.

"You're welcome," Yesung replies with a polite smile.

Yesung is going to be my manager!

I just got hired as a cashier at GS25, a convenience store.

I'm ecstatic—₩1,726,237 per month! That's pretty good, right?

Yes, it is.

I bow my head several times as I leave the store, unable to hide my excitement.

Once outside, I let out a long, relieved sigh.

I'm so happy!

This job means I can finally pay my rent and buy food without worrying. It's a big step forward, giving me the stability I need while working toward my dream of becoming famous.

It might be wishful thinking, but it feels so good to have a goal again. To feel alive.

Speaking of being famous, I suddenly remember my TikTok video.

I pull out my phone and open the app, anticipation bubbling inside me.

When I see the notifications, I gasp.

Over 239 likes?

In less than 24 hours?

On my very first video?

Damn, I did so well!

I scroll through the comments, my heart racing.

KimSoo: Wow
Rujin56: You are so pretty.
Gyul9090: Your top is so cute! Where did you get it?
Ddokgul: What brand is your top?
Soulful: Your outfit is adorable 😍

I smile, feeling a warm glow inside. People actually noticed my outfit.

Maybe I should make outfit checks a part of my content.

Then, I notice my follower count. My jaw drops.

Fifty-six followers already?

I can't help but grin.

I'm so happy, I start skipping a little as I walk home.

There's a real chance I could become famous.

When I get home, I turn on the lights, slip off my shoes, and switch into my comfy house slippers.

The moment I step into my room, exhaustion hits me like a wave.

I flop onto my bed, arms spread wide, lying on my back.

I know I shouldn't be in bed wearing the clothes I wore outside, especially after sweating all day. But I'm just too tired to care.

Turning onto my side, I bury my face into the mattress.

I frown.

There's a faint smell. Something unusual. A mix of scents I can't quite place.

Or maybe I'm just imagining it because I'm so tired.

Whatever it is, it's not unpleasant.

I close my eyes again and let sleep take over.

I wake up to darkness outside.

Damn, that's a clear sign of how tired I was.

Dragging myself to the bathroom, I take a quick shower and change into a blouse and a pair of pajama shorts.

Feeling a little refreshed, I head to the kitchen, grab a snack, and make my way to the living room.

I plop down onto the sofa, turn on the TV, and stretch out comfortably, propping my legs on the sofa cushions.