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imagine #2 kim wooseok - TOP Media type: fluff
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Working an office job from 9 to 5 was something many parents wanted for their children; it payed fairly well, you get proper vacations at times and you'll get a retirement pension when you do decide to retire. Many students fight their hardest just to get into these huge companies and I was no different.
I, Choi (Y/N), had been accepted to CosmetiX, South Korea's largest makeup and skin care company, as a part of their marketing team. After working here for almost 6 months, I could tell that this was a job that I was going to enjoy. I get to advertise one of the things I love most in life and get payed for it!
One day, while I was working on a draft for an upcoming meeting, one of my friends and fellow worker Jawahir, came up to my desk with a smile on her face. "Hey (Y/N)! Guess what I got you..." She placed a file on my desk and curiosity got the best of me. My eyes widened as I saw what it was; my own solo pitch for a new makeup line! I got up and hugged Jawahir tightly, thanking her constantly for landing me something like this. Jawahir let out a laugh as she pointed at the file. "Okay, you can thank me once you nail this pitch. I talked to the manager and he's giving you the day off so that you can do some research at different CosmetiX stores in Seoul to get insipration. Now go!"
I nodded and quickly grabbed my things. Once I was out of the building, I started to make my way towards the nearest CosmetiX store. While I was walking, I felt someone grab my bag and snatch it away from my being. I quickly turned around to see a group of guys running into an alley. I felt my blood boil as I began to chase after them. Sure, I may look like a weak girl, but I did mixed martial arts for 12 years! And those guys were gonna find out soon.
I entered the alley, only to see one of the boys holding my purse. He looked confused but I didn't care. I stormed towards him, my anger at it's peak. "YAH! Who do you think you are to take my bag!?" I grabbed his collar in my fist and before I could lay a finger on him, I heard sirens and that one line every criminal dreaded to hear.
"FREEZE! YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO REMAIN SILENT!"
I turned around to see a police officer and looking at the position I was in now, I knew I was screwed. The officer came up to us and put a handcuff on each of our hands, making us cuffed together.
"Officer, there has been a misunderstanding. I wasn't trying to hurt him, I was trying to get my bag back! Him and his friends snatched it from me!" I tried my best to defend myself, but the boy wasn't saying anything. He just stayed quiet as I was raging on to the officer in front of us.
The officer sighed as he typed something on his laptop. "Look, there was no cameras in that area so we don't know what happened. Plus these other boys haven't been seen so we don't know if they really exist. But since you were threatening him and you had her bag in your hand, both of you will spend the night in the cell. Just settle it like that" My eyes widened as I shook my head.
"Please, i can't spend the night here. I have to do research for my first solo pitch! I worked overtime for a whole month straight to get this! Isn't there anything you can do??" The officer shrugged and pointed between the two of us. "You two talk and decide on something. If none of you decide to press charges, we'll let you go." The officer stood up and walked away to give us some privacy as I faced the boy.
I gave him a small smile, but he still wasn't looking at me or talking. I let out a sigh of frustration and just let it out. "Please.. I need this... I need to support my parents and myself and this job is letting me do this. I've worked hard my entire life. I don't wanna lose everything so quickly like this..." I kept my head down, trying my best to not break down but it was too late. I was bawling my eyes out. But in that moment, I felt someone take my hand in comfort. I looked up to see the boy finally looking up and smiling at me.
"I'm sorry.. I never meant for my friends to take it this far. They do joke around but they would never steal. They were just... trying to get your attention for me. I'm pretty shy and I don't really know how to express myself but my friends have a different way of doing it." We both let out a laugh as the boy began to wipe away my tears.
"I'm not a bad person. I'm just misunderstood. I promise I won't do anything like that again and I'll drop the charges." I nodded in agreement as I called the officer back to take off the handcuffs. Once we were free of the metal braces, we walked out of the police station. Before we went separate ways, I heard the boy speak once more. "My name is Wooseok. Kim Wooseok" He held out his hand which I gladly took. "Choi (Y/N). Its nice to meet you Wooseok."
Wooseok smiled as he checked the time. "Its close to lunch. Mind if I bought us lunch. I want to properly apologize." I looked at the time, thinking about what I should do. But after looking back at his smiling face, I nodded with a bright smile on my face. "I would love that".
Fast forward a couple of months in advance and I nailed the pitch for the makeup line and Wooseok joined CosmetiX as a part of the marketing team as well. His desk was across from mine and it always gave me joy to see his face everyday. I'm glad I didn't press charges that day. Or I would never have seen Wooseok for who he really was.
