"I've lied for you, and I liked it too."
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Han Jisung was a dancer. He spent countless of hours at his cousin's dance studio, moving his lean body to the bass of whatever song played through the speakers. But when he wasn't wasting his life away, (d...
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𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐒;
His bare feet tapped against the tiled floor, creating a disturbing squishing sound with each step being taken. Water covered all crevices of the ground—the many people who attended such public place throwing around the liquid as if it was nothing. Splashes were created from hands and feet or the inhumane amount of unnecessary jumps. Droplets fell from the bodies of people who finally decided to get out, it all being the effect of gravity. And the endless amount of water stained the blue and white tiles, not hesitating to make what was once dry wet.
His chocolate brown eyes watched over the enormous rectangle that was dug into the ground; coated with cement and more of the smooth colored tiles. It was filled with clear water that was contaminated with chlorine. And even though water was transparent, it looked a sky blue because of the reflective florescent lights bouncing off the surrounding blue and creating the illusion of tainted soft waves. The pool ranged in feet, it starting very close to the edge before slowly getting deeper the farther you swim to the other end. It was normal to see children staying near the three to five feet, while teenagers or adults proceeded to take the risk and dive into the eight to twelve.
Releasing a exaggerated sigh, Jisung eventually found himself in the office of the building. The door was wide open, it never actually shut unless the place was being locked up for the night. The dirty blonde folded his arms as he casually leant against the frame, a frown plastering against his features as he glanced over his few other coworkers. They looked just as depressed as he did.
"So what's the schedule for today?" He asks with a small head tilt. He was praying that he wasn't being forced to do much.
He would honestly be content if he was one of the two put on lifeguard duty. A job where all he did was watch over the citizens his town provided; and occasionally blow his whistle before shouting that there should be no running. Occasionally there would be a life-threatening problem of someone hurting themself or almost drowning—but it wasn't something the workers at such place had to constantly worry about.
"Lucky enough for you, you're helping Lalisa with teaching people on how to swim" The boss of the fine establishment replied, flashing a smile his way. Jisung had to restrain himself from rolling his eyes. "Junmyeon and Yongsun are the lifeguards for today, Jaemin is cleaning the storage room-" Their boss was cut from the aforementioned whining.
"The storage room!?" Jaemin complains with a pout. "But it smells like ass in there! I swear I saw a couple in there a few days ago having sex."
The older lady who was in charge furrowed her eyebrows while staring rather sternly at Jaemin. And it seemed like her hard stare took an initiative for the male with fading peach hair to stop talking and cooperate.
