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Chapter 11

Taehyung's POV
Next morning

This was a new chapter in my life... Getting a job. Yeah, I know. This time in my life, you'd think I'd already have a job. Eh. No. I fix my dress shirt and walk into the Korean rice and grill. It was a restaurant on the border of the college campus, but it was still referred to as on campus. So this would be great to help me out with my debts.

I walk into the restaurant, and the smell invites me. I grin. Everything brought back memories. My grin instantly goes away. My heart ached. I see people eating and enjoying their food than the chef in front of them, chopping and grilling chicken. I almost forget why I'm here. I was being interviewed by the manager of the place. I walk up to the front desk.

"Hello." A young Korean girl says from behind the desk. "Anyounghaseyo" I say. Her face lights up automatically. "Anyounghaseyo" she says bowing her head to me. (In Korean) "Are you Kim Taehyung? Here for the interview with Mr. Ryu?" I nod. "Ah. I let him know you're here." She says. I smile. "Okay. Thank you." I say. She walks off to the back of the restaurant.

I look around. It was a very nice place. I turn and see a bow of small mints. I grab one quickly, like its a crime to take a free mint. I pop it in my mouth. Maybe this will help with my nervousness. "Kim Taehyung." I turn to the sound of my name being called. Its the young girl. I walk up to her. "He's waiting for you." She says. I bow my head to her. "Thank you." I say. She just pats my shoulder and walks away, was she flirting?

(In English) "Ah. Taehyung. You're before schedule, that is a great first impression." Says a old man. I bow to him. "Hello I'm Kim Taehyung." I hear him chuckle. I instantly stand up straight. "Very proper as well.." He rubs his chin that had a bit of a stubble, he sticks out a hand and I instantly take it and shake it. His eyes wrinkly and small. "And I understand you speak Korean." He says. I nod. "Yes sir. Its my first language." I say. His eyebrows go up.

"Is that so? Your English is amazing. Take a seat." He motions to the chair in front of his desk. "Yes, Thank you. I moved here a couple of years ago, so I've had a lot of practice." I explain as I sat down. "Korea is my home town.", "My home town is also Korea." He smiles. Was this a bonding session or an interview? "So Taehyung.. I understand that you need help with financial aid for your courses." He pauses.

"And your application also says that other than.." He raises an eyebrow, and clears his throat. "You've never had a job." He looks up at me. I nod, trying my absolutely best not look nervous. "Yes sir, but I'm willing and hard working. I will do anything. I'm a fast learner." I say. "That's not a problem Taehyung. I understand. My daughter was a huge fan of the group, and I understand how it must have been hard for you." He takes me by surprise.

"I'm not just highering you because my daughter was in love with your group." My heart felt like someone was gripping it tightly. "But because I have faith that you can do much more that being an idol." That word gave me shivers down my spine. I hated it. I never wanted to look back on that old life, this was my new life. I smile. "So how soon can you start working?" He asks. "As soon as possible." I say. He smiles. "You start tomorrow." He stands up and so do I.

"I'll be happy to see you tomorrow Kim Taehyung." He says. "Thank you. I feel very honored to have this be my real first job." I smile. He sticks out a hand. "See you tomorrow." I shake his hand. "Definitely." I say. "Meya will give you your uniform." He walks over and opens the door. "Thank you sir." I bow to him before walking out of his office.

I walk up to the front desk and Meya is already ready to give me my uniform. She looks up a me, "So. Did you get the job?" She asks. Her voice was small, and you couldn't tell that she was Korean. At least from her voice. "Yup." I grin. She hands me a small pile of clothes. "If they don't fit, we can always give you a smaller or bigger size." She says. I nod. "Thank you." I bow my head to her, and she does the same.