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Wei Ying had arguably the worst job one could have, in his honest opinion. It was better than having no job of course, but not by a wide margin.
Being a starving engineering student didn’t leave him with the freedom to choose from a lot of options near his campus but there were a few options. He could’ve tried being a cute barista, or a waiter like half his classmates. Hell, if he’d waited until it was legal for him he could’ve taken anything halftime with no commitments and now he’d be able to be a bartender and fulfill his dream of learning mixology. If he had a sliver of free time then he would’ve been able to take it up as a hobby, even.
But no, unfortunately he had sold his soul to the evils of tech support customer service. He wasn’t quite sure where his ‘company’ resided. He was fortunate he wasn’t working for a scam call center, but that was just by pure luck and not a conscious effort of making sure his employer had a moral backbone. Who could blame a desperate student? He just saw the ad where they asked for people who knew ‘something’ about computers, that were interested in working from home, had ✨flexible hours✨, and could passably speak a second language. Oh what a fool he’d been.
So, that was the reason why he was trying to resist boredom and sleep at 3 am on a Halloween night. He didn’t celebrate it personally, but being in university meant the people around him would and will take any opportunity to get drunk. Fuck how he wished he was drunk.
Instead, because fate was cruel, he was on duty until his shift ended at 8 am. Please remind him why he chose this life?
Not all was dire, though. He dressed up in the spirit of the date and entertained himself by hopping on random zoom meetings while he waited for his work phone to go off. He was not malicious in his intent, he didn’t really considered it as hacking either. He just found a vulnerable meeting left open without password protection and he greeted the poor inhabitants with with his silly little costume.
And by silly it meant he went all off. If he learned anything from his visualFX artist sister it was how to use a bit of latex and fake blood to instill fear in the souls of his enemies… or unsuspecting victims.
He didn’t want to victimize anyone! But if his scary appearance served as a PSA of online security, well! Then it definitely counted as part of his job description.
Maybe he overdid it with the dry ice fog, and his black sclera contacts were uncomfortable to work in but… this was one of the few joys he could find in this position!
This was his second year pulling this off so he had the opportunity of seeing people online talking about the ‘ghost’ that haunted zoom meetings and Omegle (if he was being lazy). A glitchy monster with half his face rotten off and a tongue as long as an arm and slimy as guts (it was edible slime with strawberry jam). They called him the Yiling Patriarch and feared his return.
Well, Wei Wuxian was definitely going to give them what they wanted… (Oh shit! His work phone went off.)