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"Do you need help touring, sir?"
My voice had came out a little softer than expected.
He was the first one to visit so,
of course I'd be a bit nervous,
a bit awkward.

"Oh Sehun it is."

Dressed in white button up shirt,
a royal blue vest and same colored slacks
was the man who called himself Oh Sehun.

Blond hair, jelled upwards,
hands in his pockets.

I had taken a heavy breathe before continuing,
not wanting to feel intimidated any longer.
"Ok Mr. Oh,
is there anything you'd like to look for?"

"Yes."

"Okay, please follow this way."

And man did he look so mysterious.

"You don't have to be intimidated, okay? I might look scary but I do not harm.
I'm a harmless lawyer."

He sounded cold, just that his choice of words were meant to soothe my accelerating heart,
panicking self.
"Oh."

And that's when I tripped, twisted my ankle and fell over a shelf
of books.
Thankful to god that it was attached to the wall and I wouldn't have to reorganize all books back to its place which could've fell.

He stopped, stared at me for a while, seeing me struggle.
What the hell?

"Excuse me but are you a sadist-"

"You've an IQ lower than average people.
Do you know that?"
And to say that his face was stoic as ever.

"You know what, you can get out. Not like I can work with sprained ankle anyways."

He frowned,
"That's not a good way to keep customers. I need to talk to your manager-"

"Okay, okay-"
I tried standing up but failed miserably due to the excruciating
pain piercing onto my nerves.

"Ugh, let me help you."

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