The Working Life
➳ 2024 [5 years after graduation]
➳ Corporate Building (your preferred location)I grabbed my coffee mug and rushed towards my office. I'm already so darn late. If I can make it up on time there—
"Y/N!"
Lord... I was about to screech very loudly. Thank God, I controlled myself. I turned around and found my co-worker smiling at me.
"You look like you're in a rush girl. Where are you going?"
"To my office, I can't be anymore late than I am now. I need to finish my project soon!" I would really love to talk, but there was so much chaos in my life that I couldn't remember the last time I had a good night's sleep.
They nodded, patting on my shoulder and chanting words of motivation to me. I wished to be more carefree like them, but alas, I love my job too much to slack even a little bit.
The thing is, I'm good at my work. I won't be modest, I've been told that my skills are excellent, but I do fool around and procrastinate a lot. Somethings never change, do they?
I'm happily settled here in (city name), I'm still in touch with my family, and I'm working things out to make sure they can live with me. Turns out I'm a family oriented girl and honestly nothing's better than the sweet guidance and presence of your family, the family to whom you open your eyes to first, the family to whom you speak your first words to.
B/N is also working happily as an editor. Photography didn't work out for him, but he's a brilliant photo/video editor for musicians.
I'm so beyond proud of him. He had recently come out to us as a pansexual and is now in a living relationship with his boyfriend of 2 years in the city skylines of Seattle. He's living a cozy life even if he wanted to choose a different career path. He says he wouldn't have wanted it any other way now. Of course, he dealt with some minor problems with a girl who hurt him in the beginning, but he's satisfied with where he is now. That's a remarkable growth in my eyes, I couldn't be more proud of him than I am now.
In my case.. well. I made some good friends here and they suggested that I work with them. Luckily, there was not much rush and issues involved to get a job, which is quite shocking to me, but hey, I'm not complaining.
I'm earning enough not to eat ramen every day and be dependent on my parents for cash.
I drank my hot beverage and walked speedily towards my workspace. I would have made it earlier if a dog didn't distract me on the streets earlier. I'll stop by for animals. No one can stop that for sure.
My inner thoughts need to stop, I can't be contemplating life when there's a workspace waiting for me at the moment.
I was probably very lucky because my boss was very lenient, he didn't want much or expected too much. He just wants us to finish our work on time or projects before deadline and for that he doesn't stop us from doing anything we like which is clever because he makes our conscience get into work which will stop us in our tracks. We'll get back to working, doesn't always work, but it doesn't always fail either. A solid idea? No, probably not. But a good one, for sure.
He saw me charging towards my desk and smiled. It usually meant he was just happy to see his employees present. Attendance matters outside of school, too, after all.
Clumsy old me wouldn't have thought I would be working in a corporate business in (a city of your choice). That's how success stories go, right?
I can't believe I left Seoul. It's actually great if you get to grow up in your own hometown and don't have to go out for anything. I bet a lot of people don't know the struggle of wanting to pursue higher education or jobs in a foreign country because where you currently reside in isn't your cup of tea.
"Y/N!"
"Yes, I'm here!" I bowed, even if I was very casual with my boss, I didn't forget my decency... oh hell no.
"Great, I was worried." He let go of a deep breath he was holding.
"Don't even worry, I'll always inform you a day prior before taking a leave.... unless I get into an accident." I reassured. His face turned pale at the word "accident."
"Y/N!" He slapped my back out of nowhere. I winced, trying not to cry out loud. Son of a gun, that really hurt. "God forbid you don't get into an accident, you have a big life ahead of you!"
"I- I know..." I muster out, trying to regain my posture after that unintentional hard slap on the back.
"Good." He smiled and left after that.
Who will cure my back that's aching because I'm way too casual with my boss?
He didn't have to hit that hard. Oh gosh.
I hurriedly plopped down on my seat and looked out of the window. Working in a stylish office has its perks. The glass windows scare me because I always feel like they'll break if I merely touch them and knowing clumsy old me, I would be the first to fall down to my death from this 26th floor.
I watered the plant on my desk before starting the work. I was almost done with my project and needed nobody to interrupt me for me to complete this during office hours.
As cheesy as it sounds, music helps a lot. When I'm making presentations or filing papers, I don't need a talkative colleague to chatter with me or hype me up. Music does that all without annoying every little nerve inside me, I can shut it and replay it any time that I want. Can't do that with your colleagues, can you?
Time went by pretty quickly, I packed my stuff back and checked the place all over before getting up and walking into the elevator.
I hate this part. Living alone with just a cat/dog/your favourite animal is sad, not because you're lonely in terms of living with a human company but because there's nobody who will prepare a neck to neck with Gordon Ramsay dish for you. Damn, I miss Jin so much...
I miss them all so much.....
I haven't even got in touch with them, I guess they all got busy. Yoongi is doing great as a music producer, Jin is phenomenal in acting, Taehyung probably has taken the photography route in his hometown, Hoseok is a brilliant choreographer, Namjoon is a genius songwriter... I wonder what the rest are doing, Jimin and Jungkook. Jungkook already wasn't every fond of social media. He used to rarely post, but now he rarely even comes online to pay a visit. Jimin also seems very busy. A simple hi from him is enough to keep us jumping to conclusions. He has always been a workaholic. They all have been.
I miss that god-awful college. Mrs. Cum... c'mon, Y/N, at least call her by her real name now. Mrs. Cummings...
Nah, Mrs. Cum sounds funny and perverted. I'm here for that. Yes, I'm immature, I know very well.
Should I get fast food today or actually work my ass off and prepare a nice meal for myself?
What a funny way to distract yourself from reminiscing.
I got in my car and drove to my house as quickly as I could. The love of my life (yes, my pet) is starving, I can't think of pleasing myself with gourmet dishes right now.
I'm very thankful to my neighbours, they're from London and are the sweetest couples ever; Mr. And Mrs. Coleman. Their son works 9 to 5 and is mostly out of station. They happily obliged to look after the love of my life during my absence, it didn't take much for them to get comfortable with the love of my life which is more than what I could ask for.
The radio plays similar songs so I plug in my aux cord and listen to my own jams, somewhere in the back of my heart hoping to feel less lonely.
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