It was late afternoon by time Chan and Jisung got to Lee Inc. and Jisung was jumping from thought to though about the interview. Dressed in an old hand-me-down suit from Chan, Jisung was ready anything.
"Go to floor 12 and then say that you were asked for an interview, and that Christopher recommended you." Stepping into the elevator Jisung's finger pressed the 12 button and smoother out his suit, heavy breathing putting extra work on his lungs. When the doors opened he stepped out and with a faint breath he faced the desk clerk.
"I'm here for an interview, Christopher recommended me."
Click click click.
"Name?"
"Jisung. Han Jisung."
Click click click
"Wait right there and Mr.Lee will see you."
It was the corner chair Jisung sat in, his posture somewhat like that of a preschool child who has been put in time out. It was only the sound of yelling and a crashing sound that made him pull his head up from the floor to see a young man pushing an equally young woman out of the office, a box in her hands and tears running down her face.
"Out! You're fired!" The mans voice was hard and angry and Jisung watched in fear as the man faced him.
"Who the hell are you?"
Fear. Total, absolute fear.
"I'm Han Jisung. Christopher recommended me. For the assistant spot."
"How old are you?" His breathing seemed to have evened out from his outburst moments earlier.
"19 sir."
"Great, you're hired. I expect to see you here Monday morning at 6:00 PM. No later than 6:10. Got it?"
"Yes sir."
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Ramè || MINSUNG
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] Ramè: (n) something that is both chaotic and joyful at the same time -- Jisung gets a job as an assistant for the notorious Lee Minho but ends up getting more than he bargained for
