Trapped in his Maestoso || 엑소 백현

chapter 11

What was he thinking? Am I that weak and dumb to believe him?

You scoffed as you glared at your locker door, Baekhyun's annoyingly handsome face entered your mind⁠. You just wanted to smack his pretty face on the wall.

"You alright?"

You quickly closed your locker door, and smiled at your manager, Jisoo. You grabbed your brown apron with your small name plate plastered on the chest area, carefully wearing it and tying it to your back.

"Yeah, manager-nim." You formally said as you looked down, fingers successfully tying your apron on your back. Jisoo chuckled as she shook her head.

"Just call me unnie. Manager-nim is a bit awkward." Jisoo smiled as she looked at your apron. "Rocky's shift will end in a bit, he has this dance practice for a competition. That kid's dancing skill is no joke."

As you and Jisoo went out of the locker room, you see Hyunjin on the cashier stand as usual. Jisoo mentioned that he's the most quiet kid in the crew, but the most matured one. You smiled as he looked up at you.

"You'll be the waitress along with Yeonjun today since Rocky will leave⁠—" Before Jisoo could finish, you see a black haired guy running out of the locker room. "now."

Rocky just bowed in front of you, and waved at Yeonjun on the other corner of the area.

"Goodluck." You said, trying to be a little friendly to a co-worker. Rocky smiled appreciatively before glancing at the manager.

"I'll be going now, noona."

"Hm, do well."

When the chime above the door rang, you immediately went to work. You've done a lot of part-time jobs before. Waitressing, transcribing, delivering, and many more, you did it all. Since freshman year, you sought for part-times, not because you wanted to, but because you needed to. After your grandmother died, you felt like you lost everything.

She was everything.

You needed to do something for yourself, or else she'll be so disappointed in you. That's what motivated you to go on. Even if your friends turned out to be not as real as they are, you needed to get going. Even if you felt alone fighting your own battles, you needed to get going.

Because no one is gonna stop for your sake.

"Serve this to table 6." Mingyu said, making you bounce up from where you stood. He raised his eyebrows at you. "Nervous?"

You smirked. "Nah, I'm good." You swiftly but carefully took the wooden tray with two cups of caffè americano, a slice of strawberry shortcake, and a piece of garlic bread. Your posture remained confident and strong as you walked towards the table on the farthest right, just by the huge windows.

"Your order, ma'am, sir." You formally said with a smile, placing the drinks on the round brown rubber mats for the cups. The plates on the bamboo placemats along with the fork and knife. "Enjoy."

You were on your way back to get another tray, when a customer raised her hand to order. You immediately took out a notepad from your apron before walking towards her. You greeted her before nodding at her statements. You still stood confidently and looked easy to approach.

"Well, she's a good waitress, huh?" Mingyu nodded his head before looking at his side. Hyunjin was staring at you with awe in his eyes, looking like a puppy who saw his master. "Am I right, Hyunjin-ah?"

The said boy blinked his eyes before nodding quickly. "Y-Yes, noona is."

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