Hyejin feels sick.
She covers her mouth with one hand, staring at the prints in her hands with disbelief dancing around in her teary black eyes before setting them down on her desk and reaching up to rub her throbbing temples, a strained sigh leaving her lips. She pushes herself away from her desk and back, hoping to relieve some of her stress which doubled upon seeing the prints. It was futile.
They were real. They were out. They were the results. Her stinging paper-cut proved that it wasn't a dream. A bad, bad dream. It proved that it was indeed, reality. Cold, harsh, reality.
Her job was hard, but it was what she aspired to be in her youth, and she worked hard to achieve it. But like all jobs, they come with pros and cons. And she absolutely despised the cons.
"God, damn, it." she grits out, running her hands through her hair. She hangs her head with her elbows propped up on her desk, her hands still in her hair. "God damn it!"
Hyejin feels sick, because of the results. And so she wept.
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