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"It's all because of you, Wyld! Didn't I tell you? Mayhem might finally get out of debt if you keep this up!"
These words, spoken to him by his boss as he oiled his way across the floor, should not have had the impact they did. They should not have made him feel warm and happy, as if he had done something right. He almost tricked himself into believing that CEO Park might have been proud of him. It made him feel good, like an odd warmth of a birthday candle you didn't even recognize until you were cold enough to notice.
It shouldn't comfort him. CEO Park shouldn't sound like a pleased parent, congratulating their kid for an A on a test.
And yet, he does. Jaewon, as he shouldn't, indulges in it. At least somebody says he's doing a good job.