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"Hmm Jung Wooseok?"
"Yes?"
"How old did you say you were again?"
"Uh 18." The woman in front of the boy let out a soft sigh as her eyes glazed over his resume.
"Your experiences are nice and all but I don't see anything regarding children, have you had any experience with children that you may have not placed here?"
"No." Wooseok bit his lip as the woman tapped the paper a few times. "And why do you want this job?"
"Uh well......."
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"YUTO! COME HERE!" The sound of brisk and light footsteps could be heard coming down the hall until Yuto appeared in front of him.
"I was a little busy Wooseokkie, maybe later after I finish-." Wooseok grabbed Yuto by the collar before he could run off.
"You never do your homework anyways, now what is this?" Wooseok gestured to the brand new XBOX by the doorstep, complete with 5 cases of expensive wine and a brand new couch that Wooseok swears that he saw in one of those catalogues that only rich people could buy from.
"Oh wow you went on a nice shopping spree, now excuse me-."
"You IDIOT! DID YOU GO DRUNK SHOPPING AGAIN!" Yuto sheepishly smiled. "Maybe I did, but I don't really remember anything so you can return it and I'll go ba-"
"I ALREADY TRIED TO RETURN IT AND THEY WON'T ACCEPT IT WITH SOME STUPID ASS REASON!" Yuto raised an eyebrow at him "And why does this concern you if I bought it?"
"BECAUSE YOU USED MY CREDIT CARD DUMBASS." Wooseok threw the bill at Yuto's face. Yuto scanned over it, blushing when the order was placed for Adachi Yuto but the credit card number was obviously Wooseok's.
"THAT COSTS US THE NEXT 4 MONTHS OF RENT!" HOW ARE WE GOING TO GET THIS MONEY BACK?"
"Maybe you could get a job? It's not like we were going to live off of my salary and the money your parents send forever anyways." Wooseok rolled his eyes.
"FINE!" Wooseok quickly ran to his room to type up a resume, printing it off and rushing out the door to leave an apologetic Yuto behind, not before shouting "LET'S DRINK SOME OF THE FANCY WINE TONIGHT!"
Wooseok rolled his eyes as he scanned the streets for any potential sign that may inquire about hiring. His eyes managed to land on one after a minute of looking , perfect, it was for a cafe, he always found cafes relaxing this would be the right job for him, he always liked to this he had that barista vibe, he'll get the job in a snap.
He was wrong, the cafe didn't even bother with him, dismissing him after 1 minute of looking at his resume, and he proceeded to get shut out by the next 15 buildings he found. He was about to give up when he noticed another hiring sign, Regaining hope, he trudged into the building to be met with, childrens screams!?!??!
Wooseok freaked out as he realized that he stumbled into a daycare, he could just walk out again and act like nothing happene--
"Hello there!" Wooseok froze as a man approached him, he turned back around and gave her a shy smile. "Anything I can help you with?'
"Oh n-nothing I wa-"
"Did you want to apply?" I can see the resume in your hand?"
"Oh uh..."
"It's okay to be nervous, I was nervous when looking for a job too, here I'll take you to the manager." Wooseok was dragged to the back to start his hellish interview.
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"I want this job for the money?" Wooseok mentally face palmed at the stupid answer, he might as well walk out now, he didn't want this job in the first place ,but the woman let out a loud laugh.
"We all want the money honey, but what's the real reason?" Wooseok's silent stare was enough of an answer, the woman sighed again as she reached opened one of the drawers at her desk. She seemed to be looking for something but the way she grew frantic only showed that what was being looked for was to be unseen.
"Seokjin can you come here?" The man that dragged Wooseok into this mess in the first place appeared at the door, "Yes?"
"Have we gotten any applicants recently?"
"Not in the last few months Mrs. Kang." The woman frowned at the statement. "Thanks anyways." Seokjin smiled and exited before she turned her attention back to Wooseok.
"You're hired." Wooseok's eyes widened. "Really?"
"Yes, I can see your ............... potential, my son will probably be able to help you with this place anyways." Wooseok slowly nodded, he didn't care about the environment anymore, he really just needed the money.
"You start on Monday 8am sharp, don't fail me." Wooseok bowed before exiting, stopping himself to look at the woman, noticing his stare she looked back up at him "Anything else you want?'
"Could I...... get paid now?" The woman gave a questioning look. "How much?"
"Enough to cover... a month's rent?" The woman chuckled and pulled out a checkbook . "I've been there before, here, this is the only time you're getting paid in advance." Wooseok graciously accepted the check before walking out. saying farewell to presumably her son, Seokjin, before frolicing back home, it was only when his hand hit the doorknob did his eyes widen in realization...................
HE REALLY DID HAVE NO EXPERIENCE WITH KIDS!!
He was fucked....................... he'll be lucky if he doesn't get fired by the end of Monday.