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"You're so careless. From what I see today, you didn't focus with your work since this afternoon until now ! You keep making mistake !!"
A woman yelled. The girl didn't look at the woman. She prefers to face the floor.
"If you have any problem, you shouldn't think about it when you're working. Settle it at your house ! Fortunately the custumer didn't sue or mad at us." the woman continued.
"I'm sorry Mrs. Kwon. I promise I eon't do it again." Eunji said and bowed many times. She feels really guilty.
"You may go back home now." Mrs. Kwon sighed, Eunji steps out from Mrs. Kwon's office room. She lets out a heavy sigh. She untie her apron and her hair as she walks to her locker. She unlocks it and place her apron into the locker and take out what she needs to bring.

11.30 pm
Eunji arrived at her house. She sits on a bench. There's one thing that she keep thinking today. Money. She need money to pay her father's debt. She hasn't pay the debt for 3 months already and she also hasn't pay the house for 2 months. She doesn't know where to look for the money. Yes, she is a worker at Pink Cafe but the payment still not enough for her. She already search for a job but there's none. Eunji is not rich. She is poor. Her mother died because of cancer. Her dad ran away 1 year ago and left Eunji alone without saying anything. Eunji doesn't want to care about her dad who is a drunkard. Because of him, Eunji must pay for his debt. Eunji lives alone at a rooftop. That's the cheapest house yet she still pay for the house a little bit late. That's why she works at Pink Cafe. Every day, after school, she will walk directly to the cafe. She works until 11.15 pm.

Eunji lays on her bed after she took her shower.
"Ahh~ So fresh." her mind can't stop imagining the word MONEY.
"Ughhh" she ruffled her hair hardly. Suddenly she remembers what happened at the cafe.
"That guy-" Eunji squints her eyes
"Doesn't he feels pain ?"

All student from class 2-3B sit at their place as their homeroom teacher step into the class. The teacher comes with a boy.
"Introduce yourself." the teacher said with a smile.
"Annyeonghaseyo, Kim Taehyung imnida. You may call me Tae or Taehyung."
Taehyung smiled and bowed.
"He's a new student here. Your new friend. Treat him well okay ? Or else I'll deducted your Math score." the teacher threatened the kids.
"Ahh~"
"Nooo~ Please~"
The kids whined.
"Mr. Lee Jae Hyun, you look so handsome these days." a boy said with a cute tone, trying to take the teacher's heart.
"Praise me as much as you want. I'll deducted your Math score if you didn't treat him well." Mr. Jae pats Taehyung's shoulder.
"Naeee~"
"Good. Taehyung, you may sit beside Jungkook."
"Jungkook ?" Taehyung asked. Completely blank.
"Here !" a boy with black hair raised his hand. Taehyung smiles and walks to his table.
"I'll get going now." Mr. Jae walked away but stopped in front of the door.
"I'm just kidding about the Math score, but still, treat your friend well. Arasseo ?"
"Nae~!"
When the teacher already gone from the kid's sight, they start to make noise. Chatting, eating, walking around the class. Taehyung's eyes are focus on a girl who sits near the window.
'Seems familiar.'
"Jungkook." Jungkook starts to be friendly with his new desk-mate. Taehyung looks at him.
"T-" Taehyung was about to intro himself
"Taehyung." but Jungkook cut him. They smiles

Eunji's POV
"He is really handsome !" Chorong said excitedly as she shook Eunji's shoulder. Yes, here the most excited Chorong when she saw a good-looking guy. I ignore her.
'Isn't he-'
Suddenly Chorong drags me to Jungkook's table.
"May I help you ?" Jungkook asked.
"Chorong." Chorong stretched her arms to shake hand with Taehyung.
"Jungkook."Jungkook stretched his arm and shake hand with Chorong. I chuckle.
"Oh hi Jungkook." I saw Chorong squeezes Jungkook's hand.
"AHH !! YAH YAHH !!" Jungkook is in pain. He releases his hand. Taehyung laughed at them.
"Taehyung." he said with his deep voice. Suddenly he looks at me.
"Er..Eunji" I smiled.
'It's him.-' I tried to be cool but actually deep inside my heart, I'm hoping that he didn't recognize me.
End of POV