Chapitre 7: New part time
"Where is my bag?" I asked, shifting towards Yoo-jung 's desk.
"I threw it away," Da-eun said after me.
"What?" I asked, turning to her.
"Why are you angry?" Da-eun asked, standing up from her desk.
"How could I, you did the right thing," I replied with a forced smile and left the class to look for it.
"I told you this is just starting," Hyun-woo commented as he crossed me.
"Why don't we talk later uh?" I replied, exhaling heavily.
"Your cheap knockoff bag must be in the bin just right where it should be?" he replied, continuing walking.
"She's getting on my nerves. Should I take care of her or let her go," I thought, gazing at her.
"Later, you already have a lot going on, you need a job too," I thought, resting my hands under the pocket of my blazer.
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After going through some websites I finally shortlisted some coffee restaurants for job interviews.
"I hope they didn't already find someone," I said, pulling out of the coffee shop's door named "The Beanery," to inquire about new shifts.
The soft piano was playing inside the coffee shop, people were busy reading books and some on their laptops. It was an industrial-style coffee point. The bricks of the walls were exposed, the wood weathered the furniture, chandeliers were of metal and hanging at the centre of the sitting area, and tinted metal windows were looking at the road.
"Yes, what can I do for you?" a man who was busy taking orders after the counters asked me.
"I need to talk to the manager, Bae Jun-ho," I replied.
"Yes! I'm the manager," he said.
"I saw your ads,"
"You're looking for part-timers, I can do the job," I replied.
"Uh, for a job," he continued, coming out from behind the counter.
"Sit," he said, shifting to a table in the close vicinity of the counter.
"You look like a student," he asked, as I handed him my resume.
"Yes, don't worry, that won't be a problem," I replied.
"Coeus_Coeus High and you still need the job," he asked, widening his eyes.
"Is there any problem with that?" I asked, with a forced smile.
"No you must be from a well-off family, I am just surprised kids as you work too," he said.
"Yes kids like me, actually we do isn't that's why I'm here,"
"Yes, you're in," he said, cutting me off.
"I am still talking," I thought, glaring at him.
"Everything, okay child," he asked.
"Of course," I replied.
"Then, join from tomorrow I'll give you the maximum wage," he replied.
"He is more excited about it than I'm, weird," I thought.
"Okay," I replied, standing up from the chair.
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