𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙮. 𝙨𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙬𝙖 𝙭 𝙨𝙖𝙣.

Chapter Two: Unknown

Another day began with the ring of a bell, which was beginning to get on Seonghwa's nerves. 

It was strange, really. He never imagined himself getting bored with his job, it was something he looked forward to when his alarm woke him up in the morning. At least, he used to look forward to it. Now he just dragged himself out of bed and went through his usual routine. It wasn't exactly like he hated it, it was just becoming repetitive. A chore, rather than a hobby. But how could he move? Change his life around? It wasn't like he could just switch careers, art was still his passion. Plus, he dropped out of school at fifteen to focus on his tattoos. In retrospect, it wasn't the smartest idea he'd ever had, but then again, he wasn't the smartest kid. Really, the fact that he'd found a job so early after dropping out had been a miracle, because without a place to work he probably would have been homeless. And he wouldn't have gone through any of the experiences he now had under his belt, or met some of the extraordinary people he knew now. Like the one that was just about to walk through the door. 

*ding*

The first thing Seonghwa noticed was his smile. Brighter than the sun, its light illuminated the room. Seonghwa reckoned he fell in love for that split second. But only that second, nothing more and nothing less. Then it was up to his eyes; they skipped around the room, not nervously, but rather curiously. Something about this person seemed new; fresh almost. A welcome change for Seonghwa. Before Seonghwa had the opportunity to admire the rest of the unknown customer, he was thrown back to his senses by a voice.

"Hello, what's your name?"

The tattoo artist's eyes flickered up before finding the source: the refreshing smile of the client. He took a second to compose himself and detach from his thoughts and then forced an answer out of his mouth. Like any good, self-respecting professional would do. 

"Hi there! My name is Park Seonghwa, I'm an artist here. What can I help you with today?"

There. The professional Seonghwa was back in business. This man wasn't anything different, he was here to get a normal tattoo at a normal parlour. Nothing new. Nothing to worry about.

"I was wondering what the price was for a small neck tattoo? I even brought in my own design, I'm hoping you could use it, it's quite important to me..."

Nevermind, Seonghwa was looking forward to this. This guy had obviously never got a tattoo before, and he was getting a neck tattoo. For his first experience! 

"Yes, of course I can! I'm free right now, would you like to come through and talk about your tattoo? Oh, and the price of the tattoo will depend on the size, so we can work it out through here." 

He signalled towards a chair at the back of the store, next to his workstation. 

This was going to be fun. Or, at the very least, very interesting...

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Sorry this is so short! I have a lot of work to do, and lots of GCSE coursework to complete. I really wanted to get something out this weekend though, so hopefully this is good enough. I think I'll have another chapter out by next weekend as well, so you won't have to wait too long :) Again, thanks for reading this story!