𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨- 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟏: 𝐈 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨

Jisung typed away at his keyboard, trying to focus but the room was too hot. Of course the one day where it was burning up outside the air conditioner was broken too. He gave a loud exhale as he pulled at his collar, trying to cool himself off.

"Jisung you look like you are sitting in a sauna," Hongjoong said. Jisung looked at him and felt his forehead, seeing a gleam of sweat on his hand. "Jesus fuck they need to fix this air conditioner as soon as possible," he groaned as he used some paper of his like a fan.

Jisung took off his coat and set it beside him, breathing in relief as he cooled off a bit, ruffling his shirt in order to get some cool air flowing. He continued to type, not realizing everyone had gone quiet around him.

He had gotten a got bit done with his work, until he was interrupted. "Jisung..." his supervisor Sungjin said with a hesitant voice.

"Yeah what's up?" Jisung asked as he turned around in his seat. Sungjin looked down at him with a sad look on his face, biting his lower lip.

"Mr. Park wants to see you. He said it's urgent," Sungjin said in a tight voice. Jisung noted his nervousness as he got up and began waking to the elevator. He wondered what could be so important that the CEO wanted to see him.

He fiddled with his fingers as the elevator lifted him up towards the offices at the top. He was worried, you were only seen by the CEO for two reasons. Either you were getting promoted or fired. He knew that it was to early for a promotion, so that's what worried him. He knew he was in for hell, especially from Sungjin's demeanor earlier.

The elevator door slid open, revealing a pristine looking lobby. The receptionist looked up, a weird look appearing on her face. "He's back in his office," she said. Jisung gave a shaky nod and began to walk back.

He walked up to the large wooden door that read "Park Jinyoung" on a little plaque which was stuck to the door. He took a deep breath, his hand shaking as he brought it up to the door and knocking against it. A harsh 'come in' came from behind the door, Jisung gulping before he opened the door.

Jisung popped his head into see the CEO sitting at his desk. "Han, sit down," he said. Jisung walked over and quickly sat in the seat across from him. He tried to calm his nerves by looking out the bright windows which gave an excellent view of the city. He watched the CEO pull out a book and toss it on to the desk. "Section 5, number 9; read that rule," Mr. Park order.

Jisung dryly swallowed and nodded as he began to flip through the book. Once he found it he began to read "Tattoos that can be seen when the person is wearing normal work clothes are prohibited and can lead to being fired depending on the severity of the tattoo..." Jisung read aloud, his insides turning icy.  He looked up at Mr. Park and then at his arm, seeing that his tattoo was on full display. Tears began to swell in his eyes, his lower lip quivering because he knew what was about to come.

"Never in my years of work have I seen someone WITH A TATTOO SAYING THEY ARE SOMEONES PROPERTY," Mr. Park said, his voice raising into a yelling volume. Hot tears began to flow down Jisung's cheeks. "OH DON'T CRY, A SLUT LIKE YOU SHOULD BE ABLE TO HANDLE THIS," he yelled out, causing Jisung to cry even harder.

For the next ten minutes Mr. Park yelled at the poor boy who say there taking the bombardment. "YOU'RE, CLEAN YOUR DESK OUT A LEAVE. I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU SET FOOT IN THIS BUILDING," he yelled as he pointed towards the door. Jisung nodded as he got up and quickly left. He leaned against the wall and sob quietly as he tried to wipe his tears away but they kept coming down.

"Come on Jisung, just go get your shit and leave," Jisung said as he gave small hiccups as he began to walk back, making sure to cover his tattoo with hand. After what seemed like ages he finally got back down to his floor. Everyone looked at him, so silent that a pin could be heard if it was dropped.