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Chapter Seven

CHAPTER SEVEN

The next morning, I dreaded the moment my eyes opened.

I touched my pillow case and noticed that the spot where my tears all accumulated had dried out. I stared at my phone, which sat on the bedside table, ringing the alarm I had set for everyday. I groaned and put it to dismiss but I stayed in bed for a few more minutes, clenching my blanket tightly.

Must I go through today?

It would be easier to disappear. To go to the beach and drown myself but I wasn't a quitter. I kept telling myself things would get better. It was a new day and there would be new chances. I couldn't avoid my problems. That won't make them go away. I had to go through them if I wanted to be stronger.

I was quiet in the car as well and I had a feeling Renjun wanted to remind me that everything was fine but he never brought it up, which I was very thankful for. I didn't want to breakdown in the car all of a sudden anyway.

We arrived at E-Cube Mall a little later and every step we took to the store was dreading. I had a big feeling Hyung hated me by now and wanted nothing to do with a part timer like me who couldn't even do her job right. It was my first time working and I wasn't used to my job just yet and mistakes were normal. But this mistake was huge. A big slipup that might cost the business, and that was why I was so scared.

I was scared of responsibilities because if I messed it up, I wouldn't be ready to take up the consequences that came with.

I kept trailing behind Renjun, only a step between us as we walked. When we entered, Hyung was already tending to a customer. Yes, this early in the morning. She kept adjusting her eye glasses and leaned closer to look at the computer screen. The screen read LEE JUYEON and she nodded when she was satisfied with how it would look. Hyung started printing samples.

I set my bag down while Renjun stood near Hyung, waiting for the stickers to be printed completely so he could fold it. I stood there, waiting for something I could do but Hyung did most of the work. Usually, I would be the one who would be manning the cashier but Hyung pushed his chair back (by doing so, he could easily access the cashier himself) and did it himself. Renjun handed the stickers to the customer and she was off. Here, I understood that I wasn't needed at all. I was an extra, doomed to be useless.

I tried not to look obvious about being hurt about this but it was hard. Hyung hated me and I knew it.

My theory was further proven after lunch, when Hyung didn't hand me the sales book like he usually did. He did it on his own and he knew it was a bad mistake to trust me with such an important job ever again. I was useless—unable to answer customer's proper questions, unable to record the sales properly, unable to do anything right without messing it up.

Sad to say, not even the most expensive and best tasting ice cream could make me feel better right now.

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I walked to the toilet alone and fast. But as I was reaching for the first floor, I tried peeking to see if Lucas was around. I had concluded that I did have a crush on him again—what Renjun said was right. And everything was going the exact same way as Renjun and his ex girlfriend's story. I was hoping Lucas and I would end the same way as the two of them—minus their breakup.

He was there, tending to a customer so I waited by the sides—the side where there were no employees were at all. I waited there and it didn't look like Lucas was going to be done with his customers. From the looks of it, the conversation was getting more serious that I saw him whip out some official looking papers. Was the customer buying a phone?