changbin had just finally arrived in time for his interview.
he needed a job and he was desperate for it.
with his sick mum in the hospital and his dad no longer here, he needed enough money to pay for his mum's hospital bills as well as his own payment.
if he didn't pay his payment by the time of the deadline, they would kick him out of the house and he would have nowhere to go.
he didn't want that, he wanted his mum to get well and come back home to the same house as if nothing had happened.
however, he would need enough money to pay for his mum's hospital bills so they could carry on taking care of her until she was better again.
as soon as he arrived in the building, he heard a familiar voice calling for him.
"changbin! you're just in time!" he looked around the room to see his friend, minho, running towards him.
because the interview was just after school, he had to run back home to get change while minho remained in his uniform since he wasn't going to do it.
changbin immediately noticed someone else apart for minho, causing him to roll his eyes.
"what is he doing here??" he emphasised the word 'he' when minho finally came to him.
the boy bowed shortly and said, "hello there, hyung." as he straightened his back, he smirked.
he saw the smirk from the younger's lips and quickly shuffled his eyes to minho for an explanation.
"oh." minho wrapped his arm around the boy's neck and chuckled a bit. "seungmin wanted to come as well, you know, he's a determined one."
his eyes went to seungmin which they made eye contact; he saw the smirk from his lips again.
minho didn't seem to realise what was happening between the two but went over to changbin, pushing him to the door on the other side of the room.
"enough talk! you need to wait in the waiting room until you hear your number being called out, here, i filled in the form for you. here's your number and good luck!" with that, he quickly opened the door and brutally pushed changbin in.
changbin was alarmed with the sudden action and turned around to minho in a deathly manner.
he, of course, ignored the death stare and shot him a thumbs up.
seungmin waved a bit and smirked, "bye hyung, good luck."
the door was closing and the last thing he could see was the smirk on seungmin's face.
he turned around and saw many young people like him in the waiting room.
he wasn't the only one nervous because most of them had a panicked expression.
some were even shaking.
he ignored what was happening around him and found a seat that was luckily, empty.
a few minutes later, he could hear the announcement being heard through the speaker.
"welcome to gyeondaem cafe, please go through to the door on your left when you hear your number being called out, good luck and have a nice day."
everyone began to mutter in fear as changbin tried to remain calm.
time was going and the numbers were already been called out, he waited from his seat, watching person by person getting up and going through the door.
each time a person got up for their turn, the more he felt uneasy.
he needed to be calm and do well, he just needed the job so badly.
a while back, he struggled to find a job who would let him have an interview because he was still a student.
luckily, minho had recommended him to go here and do an interview since he knew they would basically be the only saviour who would also allow students to work.
it was hard finding a job nowadays meaning that finding money would be extremely hard.
he thought to himself that he should thank minho the next time he see him.
if he didn't know minho and he was in the same position, he would have admitted that he wouldn't be in here, taking an interview.
there were many things minho did for changbin but at the end, he never thanked him.
it wasn't because he didn't want to, it was because he wanted to take something to the top and repay him in his own way.
changbin didn't want to just say the two words 'thank you', he wanted to express his thanks even if it would take him years to pay him in return.
he snapped back to reality to see that not many people were in the waiting room.
the fact that his number wasn't called yet caused him to slouch on his chair.
'ugh.. when is my number going to be called?' he thought while looking up the ceiling.
at that perfect moment, he heard something which completely pumped him up.
"number 1205, please come in."
a/n: the numbers doesn't represent how many participants there are, just some random numbers lol. btw, i'm sorry for posting late, i really need to start posting often xD
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