It was early morning, a soft blue light shining through the darkroom.
I was sitting on my mattress on the floor against the wall, my phone's light shining on my face.
(if you're wondering, Beomgyu's mum had bought her a phone so there you go)
I was feeling, heavy, tired and depressed because of the incident yesterday. I was looking for other jobs where I could work and get enough to live alone.
I couldn't bear to stay here anymore, maybe it was best if I just moved.
Mrs Choi didn't know about what had happened yet, yesterday was a blur but I'm pretty sure she came home to me and Beomgyu just sleeping in our rooms.
I had to break it to her one day though...
but I was scared. She treated me so nicely, what if she suddenly didn't like me because I hurt her son? She wasn't like that but the fear of it happening wouldn't leave.
I sighed as I didn't know what to do and nonchalantly scrolled through the internet on my phone.
Until I suddenly saw a title which intrigued me.
"Looking for Young Artists and Illustrators"
I clicked on the link to be sent to a colourful website with 3 short paragraphs on the first page.
'Hello! We are Crealour, a company specialising in Illustrations for books, comics and others! We also sell artwork and comic goods!
Along with that, we also design theatre sets and interior designs with some of our designers! You can contact some of our designers and book an appointment here.
Right now, we are looking for young, talented artists to fill in the job for some of our other clients. For more details about the job click here!'
I was intrigued by it. I could draw but was I applicable for this? I mean, I graduated high school with full marks for art and creative subjects.
I clicked on the pop up for more details as my curiosity was killing me.
'To be applicable for this job you must:
-Be between 18-40
-Have either a degree in any creative subjects or have graduated with full marks for them. To see a list of these subjects click here.
-To apply for the full-time shifts you must be out of education otherwise you will have to do part-time and get paid less.'
I read some more and was glad to find out that I was applicable for the job but would I really do it?
Even if I wasn't going to, I kept scrolling to find more details, it was just something I did. I always make sure I know everything if I'm looking into something, it's a habit.
That's probably the reason I was good at studying.
I had found out that a full-time job lasts from Mondays to Fridays. Starting at 9 am and ending at 5 pm but it could also depend on when the works deadline was.
Which wasn't bad in my opinion, I could paint and do what I loved!
But what if I drift apart from these people who helped me? No, that couldn't happen, it was just a job.
Then, I started to do some working out...
'If I work from nine to five it was mean eight hours of work but one of those hours would be a break so seven hours of work...that means however much I get for each hour multiplied by seven'
I set a mental note of that in my mind and looked into how much money I would get for each hour.
'Those who are not in education and doing full-time would get at least 20,000 W for each hour however this could decrease if you do not meet deadlines.'
(20,000 W = £13.62 = $16.55)
Now my mind was completely absorbed in my phone and this job, it was time for some maths. Great.
It took me a while since it was early so I just decided to use the calculator on my phone.
20,000 multiplied by seven was 140,000 ( £95.34 = $95.34 it's the same idk how. Ask google)
My eyes widened as I realised how much I would get in a day. I multiplied it by 30 to see how much I would get every month and was even more shocked.
4,200,000 W (£2860.19 = 2860.26)!!
That would be enough to pay for rent and bills! I was mind blown but quickly shook the thought away.
'What's the point, it's not like I'm going to get the job...'
My whole life I had grown up not really being able to do things like this as I wouldn't have enough money in the first place or just wouldn't be allowed by my mum...
My mum... I missed her but it was my life now. I was an adult and had to deal with life. I brought my hope again slightly and looked more into the job.
Details such as what I would need first, would I have to buy supplies? Were they going to hand them to me? Would I work from home or in a studio?
I already knew it was in my town as I searched for jobs close by but I looked up the address and the fastest route.
It was completely useless to do all this now but I liked to be prepared and as I said... it was a habit.
Without me noticing it was day and the flower shop now had to be opened.
Yesterday was Sunday when it was closed but I really wanted it to close today. I turned my phone's screen off and laid back, instantly forgetting about the job and becoming stressed and tired.
I wasn't in the mood to run the shop today.
I looked at the time, it was 7:21, my alarm for 7:30 would go off soon. I woke up myself at 6 and was awake an hour earlier today but felt extremely tired.
I decided to lay down until it went off and reached up to put my phone on the bedside table. Mrs Choi would usually wake up because of my alarm too.
After a few minutes of laying down half asleep, my alarm went off and I heard Mrs Choi waking up.
I pretended to be sleeping and "woke up" too. There was no particular reason I was faking it, it was just natural instincts to pretend I was asleep.
I turned off my alarm and saw a sleepy Mrs Choi smiling at me. 'Good morning.' she said with a rusty voice.
I replied quietly with my rusty voice too. I may have already been awake but my throat hadn't.
'Y/N, go freshen up I'll follow after you.'
I decided to tell her that I couldn't work on that day. I felt too down to even move. 'Sorry Mrs Choi,' I said as nicely as I could.
'I don't think I can work today...' I said while looking down.
'Oh? Why? Are you feeling alright?' she asked while coming off the bed and crouching next to me.
'No, I don't feel good today, I'm really sorry.' I said genuinely feeling sorry.
'It's okay darling, I'll ask Beomgyu to call over his friend to help.' she smiled and I said a horse thank you to her before she went to freshen up and take care of the shop.
I stayed in my bed that day...thinking about the job and coming to my final decision about it.
'Now I just have to find a way to break it to her...'
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What is up my dudes. Sorry I just felt like saying that, I love Joana Ceddia. Anyway,
um I hope you liked this chapter? I hope it wasn't too boring or useless cuz of all the "math" I just really didn't know what to write.
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